This has not been the easiest of weeks. I’m approaching my last days at my current job and even though it was my choice to leave it still feels bittersweet. After all it is an ending and endings always bring up all sorts of feelings. They open up the doors to a new start, yes, but some reflection must always happen.
It’s been a few days since I deactivated my Facebook and so far I have not missed it. I also didn’t get asked by a single person if I had deleted it, which makes me question the purpose of that online presence altogether. Is everyone just displaying themselves and not even bothering to look at what their “friends” are sharing? And of course that also makes me question this online presence. I could as easily do this in a normal private journal. If I’m not benefiting myself or anyone else is it really worth carrying on?
My scientific mind tells me I need to carry on. I set out to complete an experiment and I will complete it. But what happens when one of the results of the experiment is to question it’s whole purpose?