This morning turned out different from most others. I got logged out of facebook over night, and haven't been able to access my account since then. For the second time in seven years or so with the same account, I got notified to use a 'real name' AND to provide ID with this name.
While I kept myself busy with domestic things in the morning, and the Free Shop in the afternoon, I didn't miss it much. Now, as the evening has arrived, I start noticing how much time I whiled away on fb, how much browsing through the time line has become a habit.
I have some options to rejoin the happy corporate spy platform, yet I'm hesitant. Losing my account would also mean losing some of my photos which haven't been backed up (or the backup was lost). Some content would become inaccessible as well, but all in all the data 'loss' wouldn't really matter.
And then there are the 'connections', a digital link to people far away while close at heart.
Day two of the changed morning routine, no virtual catch up in the fb arena. I think I need to use some calendar system to keep track of events I'm interested in if I stay abstinent. Without a decent digital passport suitable photo of mine a fake ID isn't possible right now anyway. I substitute the time line by twitter, which performs a bit sluggish on my oldish, not-so-high-end devices.
tbc.
