This is my world now. Rather small, isn't it?

Ah well, I'm rather small, too.

There are so many people on the internet and social media. And I am just one. I do not live anywhere spectacular, or do anything particularly fascinating. And yet, I have eight hundred friends on Facebook. Eight hundred people who want to, or at some point wanted to, know about me and my life.

And here I am, on an empty blog that almost no one will ever see, and I feel much more relevant.

I know that every time I open a new account, I open one more pathway to steal my identity. But why would I be chosen? Why am I any more appealing to identity thieves than anyone else.  Why are those eight hundred people friends with me rather than someone more interesting.

For me, this is the appeal of social media. It is why I continue to use Facebook. It is why I occasionally post on Instagram. It makes me feel interesting, and allows me to make others feel interesting.

Of course, social media is a tool. It is a sword, and depending on the knight holding it, it can fight for justice or puppies, or it could fight for injustice and spread horrible ideas. And depending on who is watching the knight, they will see it to support their own views, or to attack it.

I suppose rather than making me think critically about the tool itself, I think more of its relevance to me, and how it can further or harm my ideas.