I read somewhere that tweeting is also like micro blogging. Not sure if I can use that as an excuse to not have written here for a very long time. But here I am at 3 am trying to write because I can’t sleep.
I started using Twitter a lot sometime last year when I quit my job and didn’t have much to do. Slowly I started making friends on that platform. It felt like someone out there was listening to me. Listening to my rambles. It felt good to see that someone could relate to something I had to say. I am still trying to figure out why I am addicted to that app. Why I keep unloading every little thought I have in my head. The thoughts I just can’t bring myself to tell out loud but somehow type out.
I still don’t think I would have survived lockdown without twitter. Or the past few months without the people I met through that app. One made sure I had a space to stay when I needed it. One connected me to people through whom I got a job that I enjoy now. One just made sure to sit with me when I wasn’t feeling like myself. One became a mama bear and protected me when I felt vulnerable. One cracked jokes every time I felt low. All of these people know me for maybe a year and they all in a way protect and cherish me.
I don’t have any long term friends nor do I work actively in maintaining them. So right now these are the friends I have and I love them a lot. I know for a fact that once our lives get busy we all will drift apart and go our own ways. But I will always remember when a bunch of people who met me through an app tracked me down and visited me because I was close to the lowest point of my life. Not sure where life is going to take me from here. My future looks too bleak and I am not sure how long I will survive on 10% battery…
But for as long as I can, I shall lead life with my head held high as I remember the number of lives I touch with my kutty kutty actions.
Just some random thought vomit I wanted to share on the very inert space I call my blog!