|Oh the humanity!|
I wake up in a cold sweat, shivering in the remnants of the nightmare. Whew! Thank goodness it was just a dream. It had seemed so real.
My phone lets out a single bing and the screen brightens the room. I look to see what has awakened my sleeping smart phone.
you have notifications pending on facebook.
Oh no! It's real!
If I touch the phone will I lose my soul?
Oh wait, I forgot. It's the first Saturday of the Month. The Bayou Writer's Group meeting. Live contact, icon free, no passwords to remember. I love the first Saturday because I get to talk to real writers who drink as much coffee as I do. I learn as much by how they say things as what they say.
Sure we talk about using social media for a few hours over dinner. But it's not so scary when I have live people to talk to about it. I guess we were flapping our jaws of life.