The Social Media World

What did I used to do with myself before I got a computer? Did I really have a life with hobbies and activities of my own? How did I ever manage? The thought of going away and not being online for a day or two is almost too much for me to imagine. Does it matter that most of the email I get is advertising or forwards of a joke that has been passed on way too often? Don’t I realize that the chain letter that promises wealth and happiness if I send it to ten people is really a waste of my time? Don’t I know that my dishes are piled in the sink and the dust is gathering around my feet? Can I not see that my clock says one a.m. and I need to get up at six?