I’m not on Facebook, so I’m not sure I exist.
I think I do. My life seems real to me, but there seems to be a parallel universe in which I don’t exist.
Is Facebook another realm? Like maybe there’s a physical realm, and spiritual realm, and a Facebook realm?
Maybe I’m only partially real. Is someone out there in Facebook land expecting something of me, or depending on me for something important? Am I missing a deadline, or an important appointment?
I don’t want to let anyone down, but I know my limits. Right now, I can’t juggle all the balls this small piece of reality throws at me.
So farewell, and good luck, Facebook land. I might be incomplete, but I’m all the me I can stand.