Twitter is like…

When you actually read between the lines, this is why I deactivated my account on twitter.


Twitter analogy

I was out for coffee the other day with a non-tweeting friend. “So what’s Twitter actually like?” she asked.

I ummed and ahhed, and explained it all very badly, mumbling some fairly dry stuff about retweets and hashtags and follows. She didn’t look convinced. So I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and here’s what I’ve come up with.

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On your shoulder, I lay my head, my eyes closed, pained by the bright rays of the early morning sun. And you sang, softly, like birds in leafless branches of stunted trees. I think your oblivious of this but I was listening to every lyric that comes out from your mouth. I sang with you from time to time, careful not to break your efforts of making it sound good; you are good. We sat there for a long time, singing Beatles, Coldplay, Simon and Garfunkel, et cetera. In front of the gorgeous mountain range of Igbaras we sat, captivated by the result of every change in the sun’s angled rays. We were both there, in that very moment, being watched by nature’s wonderful creations: cows, frequent birds, trees, mountains, clouds, sun. It has been long since I’ve felt so happy, incomparably happy, just by sitting there, beside you, feeling you finally.