Occasionally, I deviate from the topic at hand on this blog. And, this is one of those times. So, hopefully you’ll take a few seconds and hang while I ponder this….
I’ve been conspicuously absent from twitterville over the past several weeks. Or, at least I thought I was. Then I got to thinking. Hey, the conversation is diminishing. The @ mentions and DMs are coming fewer and farther between. Then I went through what I’m guessing is a type of withdrawal.
First came fear. Fear that the connections are fragile. That the conversations are fleeding at best. That out of sight really is out of mind.
Then, I starting thinking about the connections I’ve made that have flowed from twitter outside, all the way to face to face connections with amazing folks from whom I’ve learned so much. Made real connections. Created real value.
Then, came the realization that this twitter thing is actually a lot of work. It requires an incredible investment in energy, effort, time and personal commitment in order to realize value in return. What did I really want from this relationship?
Was it that the time I was spending was just filling a void? Or was it distracting me from some other purpose? Was there other work that could create greater value? What did I want out of my investment? After all, it is my investment. I don’t let others manage my dough (what little there is). I’m in control. So, why should I treat twitter any differently?
As of late, the work, I mean the real work, the stuff that gets me jazzed up every morning, has been so incredibly challenging, captivating and rewarding, I’ve come to a place where maybe many of you already have past on your journey. Will I still be on twitter? Of course. But in the endorphin game, I’ve found a new high.
If you stopped tweeting for two weeks, what would fill that void? Would you be missed? What do you think you’d be missing?