Today I wrote off as tiktok ?? time, been mostly spending it following people. I saved my list of usernames that I follow in my data, but so so many people have different usernames on IG than on tiktok (even me, tho I also do have that username for my art account so its not like its a total dead end). Every time I find some cool creator I always am happy to see, and their @ is different on insta, I am a little happy that I managed to find them before it went dark, and its followed by that grim echo of (how many like this one, will i NOT find, and they go quietly in the dark of my memory never to be seen again).
Tomorrow my plan is to work on a substack I've been putting off- a retrospective of my 2024 thru the lyrics of my favorite 24 songs of the year (not sure how to work in 360 yet but i'll get there) and to finish my yearly newsletter I've had drafted since late December and just kept getting put off. It feels like such a weird time for my mind- i'm in this wild scarcity, end end ending mode, must scroll and save these artifacts of this epoch- and at the same time having a chill Saturday, going to ballet class, playing long distance video games with my brother, my husband making grilled cheese for dinner, working on knitting my 2nd stardew valley sock, the windy city gearing up for a cold snap on the long weekend.
I'm excited to see what I do with all this non tiktok time, because though I am finding as many creators as possible on IG, I feel like it won't be the same, and I won't want to linger on there scrolling, the way I do on tiktok. That's a good thing I think. I guess that remains to be seen though, maybe in tiktok's absence it will become more compelling.
thanks for this post, this was a helpful reminder that it both is and isn't that deep. My brain and body are confused asf right now.
I’m here trying to build some semblance of a community with that level of connection I experienced there; fingers crossed. 🤞🏼 (p.s. if you see this, come be friends!)
Today I went on a hike and then put some seed sprouting potting soil in my garage sprouting garden that isn’t anything but a shelf and some dirt right night but I hope it will produce a season of growth as I try my hand at flowers for the first time. Tomorrow I have to visit some people that will be hard to see and Monday is a whole new country… thankful for peaceful places to go and dwell. Movement routines are in place, the garden soil is in place, the reading corner is set up, I have my 45 minute timer ready for the evenings. It’s a season for slow routines and noticing.
I felt serious withdrawals last night. Like i couldn’t fall asleep. Your comment on allowing the feeling is helpful bc i was getting angry at myself for feeling so strongly for an app
Today I wrote off as tiktok ?? time, been mostly spending it following people. I saved my list of usernames that I follow in my data, but so so many people have different usernames on IG than on tiktok (even me, tho I also do have that username for my art account so its not like its a total dead end). Every time I find some cool creator I always am happy to see, and their @ is different on insta, I am a little happy that I managed to find them before it went dark, and its followed by that grim echo of (how many like this one, will i NOT find, and they go quietly in the dark of my memory never to be seen again).
Tomorrow my plan is to work on a substack I've been putting off- a retrospective of my 2024 thru the lyrics of my favorite 24 songs of the year (not sure how to work in 360 yet but i'll get there) and to finish my yearly newsletter I've had drafted since late December and just kept getting put off. It feels like such a weird time for my mind- i'm in this wild scarcity, end end ending mode, must scroll and save these artifacts of this epoch- and at the same time having a chill Saturday, going to ballet class, playing long distance video games with my brother, my husband making grilled cheese for dinner, working on knitting my 2nd stardew valley sock, the windy city gearing up for a cold snap on the long weekend.
I'm excited to see what I do with all this non tiktok time, because though I am finding as many creators as possible on IG, I feel like it won't be the same, and I won't want to linger on there scrolling, the way I do on tiktok. That's a good thing I think. I guess that remains to be seen though, maybe in tiktok's absence it will become more compelling.
thanks for this post, this was a helpful reminder that it both is and isn't that deep. My brain and body are confused asf right now.
“What’s wrong, why does an app being banned have this impact on me?" Because it was more than just an app.
I’m here trying to build some semblance of a community with that level of connection I experienced there; fingers crossed. 🤞🏼 (p.s. if you see this, come be friends!)
Today I went on a hike and then put some seed sprouting potting soil in my garage sprouting garden that isn’t anything but a shelf and some dirt right night but I hope it will produce a season of growth as I try my hand at flowers for the first time. Tomorrow I have to visit some people that will be hard to see and Monday is a whole new country… thankful for peaceful places to go and dwell. Movement routines are in place, the garden soil is in place, the reading corner is set up, I have my 45 minute timer ready for the evenings. It’s a season for slow routines and noticing.
I also went on a hike today!! Then ended up having an orange themed dinner with a friend ⭐️
I felt serious withdrawals last night. Like i couldn’t fall asleep. Your comment on allowing the feeling is helpful bc i was getting angry at myself for feeling so strongly for an app