I’ve believe that I have spoken with you before about my little Twitter addiction. I am a master Tweeter, people. Most folks don’t understand the fascination.
And I don’t care.
I’m kind of tired of trying to explain it to people who refuse to open their minds to new experiences.
Wait a minute.
This post is not going the way that I planned. It is not about complaining. It is about learning. More specifically, what I’ve learned this week. (As part of a weekly series hosted by Musings of a Housewife.)
This past week has been one of the most stressfull in my entire life….No worries. I survived. (Albeit, barely.)
Throughout the week I wasn’t able to participate much in my social medial life or even chat it up with real life friends and family. I felt a little displaced, actually. But despite that, I learned something valuable from my Twitter pals… LAUGHTER. In the midst of all of the craziness, I would pop in and out of conversations and just a laugh out loud at the wit flying back and forth. LAUGH OUT LOUD. I don’t know about you, but that doesn’t happen to me very often.
My Twitter pals taught me how to open myself up to laughter in the midst of what seemed to be a terrifying week. The smile hasn’t left my face yet.
Quote of the Day: “I’m here to live out loud.” – Emile Zola