… on forced disconnection
September 24, 2015

About a half hour ago, as I was preparing to post on a creative group that I love, about an upcoming workshop that is happening, Facebook went down.
Like, whoa.
I googled “is Facebook down?’ and, sure enough, it was!
I saw a map of the WHOLE WORLD and little blibbet circles were showing up and it looked strangely similar to all those NORAD maps you see in apocalyptic movies where atomic bombs are being dropped everywhere and the circles radiate outward from the center.
Seriously, I’m not kidding, the little circles animated in exactly that way and they were even red…
The whole eastern part of the U.S…
Northern Africa…
Some bits of Europe (central I think… I couldn’t see through the pulsating atomic-like circles of death)…
Because Facebook was down.
Apparently this is a major calamitous worldwide issue!
So I tried a couple of times to get on, and sent my friend a text (ugh…really? Down to texting?) and said I’d post what I was trying to post as soon as Facebook cured itself.
Then I turned away from my computer and my brain realized…
Facebook is down…
And I needed it to do what I needed to do – like work-wise.
So I stepped carefully away from the countertop where my laptop lay open with a glowing white screen announcing, “Something went wrong.” and…
Glee!
I had the exact feeling I had as a kid when my school scrolled by on the early morning news…
Snow Day!
OhmyGod!
Visions of lounging around in my PJs flooded my brain…
A day I can’t do any work because I can’t get to it!
No homework either!
A Digital Snow Day is happening!
And I, I have embraced it with wonder and joy.
I feel like I need to find my boots, and snow pants and mittens and a hat and…
Nah.
I’ll focus on the most important part …
I need hot cocoa.
STAT.
Thanks for readin’.
