the phenomenology of getting banned

a stupid essay about twitter

I’m not really sad about losing my twitter account. I thought I would be, but I’m really not — specifically — ‘sad about losing my twitter account’. In many ways it was a good thing, I instantly started doing more shit I need to do and use twitter to avoid. In a small way of course, but I started. Mindset was completely clear, just oh right that didn’t work out, then we can move on to other things. In a way it felt like “getting back to work”, getting back to the real world, getting “in the zone”. Like after you finish a…