I first read Henry David Thoreau's Walden back in high school. Probably around 1992. At the time, I was pushing hard to expose myself to different points of view so I could find a voice, as is fairly common when you are trying to figure out which of life's trees to start carving your name into first. Walden hit me particularly hard, in that youthful and hopeful Christopher McCandless kind of way. I wanted to find out what the simple truth of life was. The kind of truth you sometimes only find in solitude. With introspection. When you lock yourself out of your home at 2 am.
Smash cut to 20 years later. I came across my copy of Life In The Woods and it dawned on me: I've managed to hold onto that sentimentality that still prompts me to go venture out alone in a remote location and just be...quiet. Quiet as the snow. Which is hard. I mean, let's cut the crap here, we live the noisiest lives in history. I'm probably not the first to say it, but we are a seriously media obese culture. We have the digital feedbag on day and night - status, status, status, eat, eat, eat. STOP THE INSANITY!
So, I did. But I didn't cut off all my hair, bleach it and write a book. I quit Facebook and moved way out into the deep thickets of Google+.
Here were my initial thoughts on leaving:
Now here's where I stand 30 days out:
So, the million dollar question you are asking, "Is Google+ that much better and should I consider switching?" I don't know. That's something you have to Facebook poll yourself on. What I can tell you is: It's nice and quiet out here. In fact you can almost hear the low hum of Googling if you sit real still...and listen.
Oh, and congrats to Adam and Meg. Hopefully Myles grows up without Facebook, uses eye contact and holds his head up high when walking around the world (so he can see side-boob happen in person).