I realized that I keep (wanting to) coming back to this blog: a place where I feel like conversing with a close-knitted circle of people who share similar sentiments about life, instead of talking to a bunch of strangers who are in a hurry to board a bus. So here I am, waiting for the coffee grounds of social media to settle at the bottom-and once everything is calm, quiet, and unruffled, I am back to my blog. I think that Instagram will be next, as I am not too keen on the direction they’re going. I don’t feel like I’m missing out on anything.
I started by deleting Twitter, then Tumblr, then I deactivated Facebook. The ridiculous amount of things trying to catch my attention reminds me of drinking a glass of black coffee immediately after stirring it: it burns my tongue, and the floating coffee grounds that entered my mouth makes me cringe and cough.įor this reason, I have been thinking of leaving social media for a while. Lately, to me, social media feels like watching someone stirring a glass of black coffee. Stir as you need, then leave it for a while, not only to let it cool down a bit-but, most importantly, to let the coffee grounds fall to the bottom of the glass and settle there (yes, it is served in a glass, not a cup). In Indonesia, kopi hitam (black coffee) is made by pouring boiling water over coffee grounds (and, if you like, sugar).
