Being liberated from the bondage of Facebook has opened up new ways of living. I love my solitude in my haven. But in the name of culture I had succumbed to the promises of FB. so now I am not miserable and worried about if I’ve enjoyed life enough as compared to others. Now I am my own standard.
If I recall an acquaintance I delve into my memories and not into FB.
I’m not angry to have to reply the unnecessary messages.
I guess FB is the new Samsara trap.
I realize many of my saddnesses were originated by it.
Now I live as I want not as others say.
