Not only is there not enough time for both Whitman and Facebook, but also, more importantly, there’s not enough space in my brain.
Reading Walt Whitman makes me slow down. I can’t scroll/like/scroll/refresh as is my wont on Facebook. Facebook is drive-through fast food. Whitman is a sit-down, five-course (or at least three-course) meal. But just like stopping at Sonic for a number one with tater tots and a vanilla sweet tea can easily become a habit, scrolling Facebook can become one too. Do it too much and I start to feel lousy.
You are what you eat. I don’t want to be Facebook. I want to be Whitman. Anyone who’s been on a diet will tell you it isn’t easy to stick with it long enough to see change. But it’s possible.
I’m going to change my diet from Facebook to Whitman. And I might let my beard grow out again 😜
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I haven’t picked up any Whitman lately, but perhaps I should. This is a great time for it. I HAVE been checking out library books on my kindle and reading not quite as voraciously as I did during my teen summers but close. I’d much rather spend time reading than indulging in the click-clique-click-clique of FB dysfunction. I followed Goat’s lead and left Woodbury Chatter, because it’s just not fun anymore.
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I haven’t been reading as much as I thought I would. For me, it’s lack of concentration. My mind wanders, and Facebook feeds that proclivity. I’m restricting my mornings with intention to change that.
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