In 1985 my family and I visited New York for the first time since leaving it just three years prior. One of the only distinct memories I have of the trip is driving away from JFK in the back of my uncle’s Caddy, looking out the window at the airport as it receded in the distance, and thinking to myself
“Before you know it, we’ll be in the car on our way back to the airport.”
Funny that this memory would come to mind now, as my time back in the States draws to a close. It feels like barely a moment’s passed since I arrived six months ago. Yet here we are. In a few hours I’ll be on a plane to London and likely won’t be back for a good while. Of course, I say that now. In barely a moment’s time I’ll be writing a blog post about returning to the States after being away for three years.
In other, perhaps related, news, I quit Facebook*. I’d actually quit two other times, but always ended up returning to promote something. Hopefully the third time will be the charm. It helps that you can now continue to use Messenger even if your account is deactivated. That should help keep me from coming back.
Not that I have anything against Facebook. It’s amazing. I just use it way too much. It’s to the point where I’d just sit there and idly scroll through my feed, slack-jawed and waiting or some minor blip of entertainment. It was one thing when I had a day job and was basically getting paid to surf; being self-employed means that time I spend farting around online is time I could be spending doing something more productive. So I’m trying to minimize my primary sources of online fartery and Facebook is #1.
Next up: Reddit less.
* For personal use. The VagabondVivant page will still be around.