I thought that my phone seemed a little too silent lately. I hadn’t even received my daily motivational tweets. Nor had anyone replied to the announcement of my trip in July. Something just wasn’t right in Twitterland. I tried toggling my phone/twitter connection off. No response from Twitter. I tried sending a direct tweet to someone as a test. No response. I asked them to send me something. Nothing. As a last ditch effort, I asked a friend to look on my blog and tell me when the last tweet was. I’d do it myself, except that I am far outside the internet’s borders, so my cellphone is my only link to that world. The last posted tweet was referencing me being short one lousy quarter when I was trying to make a roll for my TV fund. That was from a couple of days ago. So apparently my tweets from yesterday (and possibly even the day prior) hadn’t left my cellphone, and I hadn’t received anything.
I felt alone. Like being stranded on a desert island.
Telephone communication couldn’t fill the void. Face to face conversation was too far old school. I needed my 140 characters of random madness, and continued to check my cellphone at periodic intervals. And finally it happened.
Inexplicably, tweets started to trickle in. When I checked with someone else, some of the tweets that I had sent the day prior fell out of their twitter-orbit and were processed as though I had just written them. Some of them still appear to be lost in space somewhere… but may eventually find their way home.. Not that there was anything Earth shattering to report. It’s just the principle. That’s all. I can breathe a sigh of relief.
All is right in the world again.