There was an unexpected finality to it … an anxiety an moment of doubt that I hadn’t expected. After all, I had spent the last 6 weeks preparing for this moment.
I had already downloaded all my private message conversations from 2 different accounts over the last 13 years. I had already downloaded every post that I had made over that time. I had printed PDFs of every meaningful ‘note’ that I had published. Still, there was a brief moment of hesitation when I received that final warning.
I clicked the blue button, despite the hazard sign: the warning that I will become disconnected from everything that is going on in the world, experience FOMO, and inevitably lose touch. I clicked the blue button, because the benefit no longer outweighed the risk; the negatives had begun to exceed the positives.
Now the experiment begins in earnest …
(Wish me luck)