I've had a slow response to social networks. I'm on Facebook but don't update much, and even though I have a twitter account with about 4 followers, I don't, as of this writing, tweet. While there's a chance that they follow me *because* I'm quiet -- maybe I'm soothing to follow, like breath, or nothingness -- it is most likely that my followers became attached to me through some automatic "find people in your address book" kind of operation on Twitter.

Of course, one of these days I may wake up and start squawking, like the birds outside my window and various friends from college: I don't rule it out. Even though I spend most of my waking hours and too many of my sleeping ones on a computer, I can be well behind the adopter curve. I think that's because until the need for the new thing is apparent to me I'm not interested. My first cell phone sat in a drawer for a year or two -- off -- with the message, "You've reached Sarah's cell phone, but if you leave a message here I may not get it for months. Please call me at home if you'd like to be in touch". When my life changed shape, I used the phone.

And I think my life is changing shape again.

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