The powers that be in the mommy blogging community proclaimed anyone truly serious about blogging must be on Twitter.   So, with much reluctance, I followed the masses to Twitter, like a bird following its flock.  This proud little Twitter built a nest for herself there but shortly suffered from empty nest syndrome longing for more followers.  I tweet and twirl, but is anyone really hearing my calls reading my updates? 

I’ve been part of other social networks (Meetup, MySpace, Facebook, etc). I understand the benefits of bulletins, networking and collecting friends, but this Twitter nonsense has me very confused.   When I visit Twitter, I often feel like a nerdy wallflower watching the cool kids converse while yearning for others to notice me follow me.  If everyone jumped off a bridge with their laptops to join a social network, would I do it too? 

Since joining the community, I frequently wonder why I am a twit on Twitter.   Twitter conspiracies fill my head.  Is Twitter simply an Internet experiment to see if Algernon can find his way through the maze? 

Sorry, Twitter, but I believe it may be time for me to choose the red pill and unplug from the Matrix.