I love Twitter because I can say all of those things that are on my mind for which I never before had an audience.
I hate Twitter because I say all of those things that pop into my head without much thought and now I have an audience.
Sorry, tweetpeeps — I should have known that your comments were made in jest. In hindsight, that’s the only way it all makes any sense. The good news is: my lump of coal should be a diamond any day, now!
I’ll remember today the next time a knee-jerk reaction compels me to tweet a response to someone. And then I’ll slowly back away from the keyboard…