Twitter. I don’t get it. Do you?
I first joined ages ago, after both of my brothers kept tweeting. I wondered what I was missing. I felt pressure to keep up with my siblings. But I didn’t want strangers reading what I wrote so made my account private and then what was the point? And I had nothing to say. So I tried again with a new anonymous identity and figured it would be a great outlet to vent about my life. But I rarely remembered to tweet and no one was following, so, again, what was the point?
Fast forward months later and I became a blogger. And saw that many blogs I read had a little cute bird link. The bloggers were tweeting. What did they know that I didn’t? Should I check it out again? My new blog format allowed me to show my latest tweets on my sidebar. I imagined tweeting about what I ate to keep myself on track and accountable. Mundane stuff that I didn’t include in posts. The possibilities were endless. And so I set up my third Twitter account, as my blog self. Found some bloggers to follow. Tweeted a time or two. Still didn’t get it. And there were so many tweets pouring down the page. How would I ever know if one was directed to me? And what did all the abbreviations mean? And still I was asking – what is the point?
Somehow I linked my blog to Twitter so whenever I publish a post it shows up as a tweet. Can’t remember how I did it… and mostly I forget it happens. And I forget to look at Twitter. Or to tweet. Days go by. I could easily and happily live without it. But in the back of my mind, every now and again, I wonder if I am just not understanding it. That there is something amazing to be had if only I knew how or what. Or why.
Can you tell me? What is the allure? Why do it? What am I missing? Am I just an old dog who can’t understand why I’d even want to learn this new trick? I’m just shaking my head here. Twitter. Sigh.