The other night when Steph and I got to the park, I pulled out my phone and checked in via Facebook Places and Foursquare.
“Who do you check in for?” he asked.
Sheepishly, I replied … “Um, me I guess? I like having a record.”
To tell the truth, I’m not 100% sure what drives the need to stay connected through social media and tell the world what I’m doing instead of remaining anonymous which is the much easier choice. I’m guilty of many of the crimes that sites like The Oatmeal would say is social / information faux pas and then I make fun of others for doing them as well.
It’s just what you do, I tell myself.
But is it? Why do I feel this incessant need to tweet all the time or share my life via my blog? Why the push to be more honest than sometimes necessary, to expose myself and my wounds?
