During my weekend alone, I think I made it kind of clear that I wasn’t feeling too great, emotionally. Catching up on writing about things kind of helped, but along the way, in between posts written, I found myself getting distracted. I would check Facebook or play a League of Legends match, and then I’d chastise myself for squandering the opportunity of time that I had, and that I shouldn’t be wasting time doing what I could do at other times.
This was Saturday afternoon. Since then, I haven’t played any League, and I closed Facebook everywhere; my browser, the tabs on both my iPhone and iPad, and on my other laptop. More than anything, I think not looking at social media has been something cathartic and the forced separation something of a good thing. What started as an evening became a day, and then it’s become several days, and at the time I’m writing this, I still haven’t checked Facebook.
The funny thing is how many times I’ve had to stop myself from almost doing so, especially over my phone, while I’m at work, in between assignments, or those fleeting moments where I want to not be doing work, catch my breath and see what’s going on elsewhere in the world. I’ve frantically forced quit the app numerous times since then. Eventually, I’ll check again, once routine settles back down.
But the time not spent playing League or looking at social media and thinking about either, I’ve actually, not surprisingly, been somewhat productive, in a manner of speaking; by catching up with stories. And not “stories” as in hicks talking about television shows per say, although I am talking about some television shows; but if it weren’t for the fact that I finished reading one book, then I’d basically have entitled this whole thing “catching up on movies and shows.”
