When Twitter went down with no warning on Thursday morning, my first reaction was annoyance. I was in the middle of my morning ritual of checking overnight posts, replying and RTing where it made sense, and generally getting up to speed – and this unexpected downtime interrupted my schedule. Drat. Oh well, I’ll grab a coffee and it’ll be back up.
But of course, it wasn’t.
So I went over to Facebook, which for me isn’t my preferred vehicle of conversation. Commiserated with a few fellow Tweeters who, like me, were starting to get twitchy. One dear old friend suggested to me that perhaps I needed a 12-Step Program…
I knew he was joking (really, he was!), but it did prompt me to realize that I was spending too much time staring at the screen, simply waiting for the bluebird to rise again.
So I walked away from the computer. I actually sat and read the paper. I called my mother. I curled up with my frail little 16 year old cat and told her how much I loved her. And it felt good.
When Twitter came back up, I was relieved and happy – but I also reminded myself to approach this platform I love with a little more objectivity, a different perspective. As much and as often as I am on Twitter, and as much as I value who I know and what I’ve learned there – there a lot more to savor.
So, no 12-Step. But certainly one important one for me.