Two years ago this week, feeling exhausted and dispirited, I announced an indefinite hiatus from Facebook and other social media. (In the late aughts and early teens, we called it a “flounce” - it was widely agreed that the only graceful departures from public spaces were those done without notice. To announce pointedly that one was leaving was to beg for attention, which as we all learned in junior high school, is the basest and most unforgivable of nearly universal behaviors).
A Season for Sweat and Silence
A Season for Sweat and Silence
A Season for Sweat and Silence
Two years ago this week, feeling exhausted and dispirited, I announced an indefinite hiatus from Facebook and other social media. (In the late aughts and early teens, we called it a “flounce” - it was widely agreed that the only graceful departures from public spaces were those done without notice. To announce pointedly that one was leaving was to beg for attention, which as we all learned in junior high school, is the basest and most unforgivable of nearly universal behaviors).