I really miss the 1990s. Being in school was so much better than having a job, Zack Morris was on TV every day, and we were all “Livin’ La Vida Loca.” Plus, technology was simple.
I miss the days when going onto the internet was a big deal. I miss getting a free AOL CD in the mail each week. I miss asking my mom to get off the phone so I could use AIM and play jokes on people in chat rooms. I miss the crackling static and beeping noises of our modem as I went online each night.
I miss living a life that was not dominated by the internet, social media, and my iPhone.
The lines between “real” life and the “here’s a few snapshots of my life on social media that give you a false impression of what my life is actually like” are forever blurred. There are a lot of positives about that societal evolution. Most importantly, it’s easier to connect with new friends and reminisce with old ones. It’s also a fun way to capture memories and share them with people you care about. That stuff is priceless. However, there are some bad effects too. I think our obsession with social media and our smartphones has cheapened life. When we go to a concert, travel to one of the world’s majestic landmarks, or hang with our friends, we’re spending way too much time checking status updates and taking photos and videos to upload to Youtube, or Twitter, or Facebook, or Instagram, or Vine, or Keek (I still have no idea what this is). Both people who use Google+ might post some pictures there too. It’s nice to have those snapshot moments saved, but we’re missing out on the depth, wonder, and fullness of life and relationships when our faces are buried in our smartphones.
In short, I waste too much time on Facebook and I’m sick of it. I’m tired of mindlessly checking Facebook immediately after I wake up in the morning. I’m tired of spending my Metro ride waiting to get a decent signal so I can check my News Feed. I’m tired of spending my weekday nights checking Facebook to see what everyone else is doing, while neglecting actual conversation with my wife. That’s not the legacy I want to leave as a husband or a father.
Thus, I’m doing something drastic. No, I’m not quitting social media. That would be crazy. I’m still going to use it daily and I’ll still use it too much. Rather, I deleted Facebook from my phone.
Whether it is the time spent waiting in line at Chipotle, while lying in bed, or sitting on the couch with my wife, I look forward to letting my mind wander, my heart dream, and legitimate conversation.
I look forward to freedom.