I've been somewhat saddened and surprised at how much of a challenge not tweeting for a month was. I found that when I heard something amusing or interesting I wanted to tweet it. When I got pissed off at something I wanted to tweet and vent. I realised that my twitter account had become a spewage area for bits of my brain.
This is not a bad thing, however. Interaction, good. Venting anger, good. Discussion with others, good. Not being able to enjoy something without feeling the need to share it with twitter, bad. Wondering what's going on in twitter instead of having proper focus on the task at hand, bad.
Over the past month my reliance on twitter has dropped substantially. In moments of boredom I have logged on and read your tweets, laughed at the funny images you posted and lamented my self imposed trial without it. This has put me at a crossroads. I know I can happily live my life without twitter. I would miss out on some good stuff but I'd also miss out on the bad stuff it encourages. At the same time twitter is not intrinsically good or bad, and if used in a more sensible - less 'pay attention to me' - way I think I could get more out of it.
So I'm kinda back. I'm not sure how much I'll tweet or read, but I'm not gone for good.
