Sometimes, you've just gotta get mad, right?
FaceBook is alright, but I find that it often puts me near old memories and past lives, that I'd rather not be reminded about. Sure, there are friends and family there too, but these days of virtual-friends and cyber-likes are a far cry from the intensity and passion of my 20's.
Occasionally, I'll bump into an ex-old friend, and before long I find that I'm digging through photos of past bands, past brotherhood, and past loves.
Instead of bringing a warm feeling to my heart, it just reminds me that I'm older now and that I have far fewer of these kinds of connections now, compared to when I was a free-wheeling 20-year-old, with little in the way of assets or responsibilities.
Hell, thinking about some of the crap that went down way back when - even rekindles my anger/frustration/betrayal, in a not-so-healthy sort of way.
I'd do best to simply avoid it all.
Trouble is, I use "social media" to market our artwork, or stories, and us. Being driven by elbow grease and sweat equity, it's the kind of marketing that I can afford; I'm in there daily doing my thing and getting the word out.
I guess that all of us end up with ghosts by the time we're at my eld age.
:)
They're best left undisturbed, and forgotten in a haze.
- Daniel
