If It’s Not Posted on Facebook, Did It Even Happen?

Trying to live in the moment has become more difficult in the age of Facebook

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“The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh

“Look at the view, you idiot!” I admonished myself rather firmly.

I had been taking several photos of the incredible sunrise and, if I was being honest with myself, not for my own pleasure or memory. It dawned on me (no pun intended) that I was taking the photos in order to garner the most likes for my Facebook frenz.

No, I didn’t just misspell the word ‘friends,’ it’s what I simply call the people who show up in my Facebook feed. Some are people I haven’t seen since high school graduation, some are relatives I haven’t visited since I was 16, many are colleagues from my office I met during my former real estate career, and still others are my blogger friends I’ve never met in person.

Although I have about 670 frenz on Facebook, I’ve met maybe a couple hundred of them in person, and that’s probably being generous. The people I know and adore are my friends but the people I’ve never met are frenz — huge difference with the deletion of a few letters.

So why am I trying to impress so many people I wouldn’t know if I ran into them at my local grocery store?

The short answer is I don’t know. It baffles me that I care what anyone thinks, especially at my age. Aren’t I supposed to over all this high school horseshit?

Oftentimes I’ve taken breaks from Facebook. I even took a very lengthy one last year but nobody noticed! Truth be told, I missed a lot of important news like the passing of a friend’s husband at a young age. She was the only one who reached out to me after months of not being on the social media megagiant. But she still hadn’t noticed I hadn’t posted anything in months, she just wanted me to know her husband had died because I knew him, and she knew she could mourn his passing with me without judgment (they had quite an interesting relationship but that’s a tale for another time).

With the admission to myself that I submit photos to Facebook in order to achieve some magical number of likes, I’ve begun asking myself prior to each photo taking session, “Is this picture for me or is this for people who barely know me and/or could give a rat’s ass about me?”

Harsh, I know, but apparently I only answer to harsh.

With that one little question whispered inside my brain, I oftentimes put down my iPhone camera and simply enjoy the view.

Day 5 of the 30 Day Blogging Challenge I dared myself to start (and finish).

Far more interesting internally than externally. I write to quiet the voices. Deleted Facebook & Twitter thereby immediately quieting 1000’s of voices.

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