THE SILENCE THAT CREEPS UP ON ME...
In the midst of budding,young journalists buffles me. Scares me even. I crave to have a decent conversation with my phone safely put away. No Black berry ping getting in my way. Oh! How I long for a retreat from the Social Media's chains. But! lo I am addicted to that which I complain about. My life would be a little bit out the ordinary without a constant unnecessary 'lol' to boil my blood. But above my addiction to constantly be fed by the Social Media's mates. I long to retreat. To silence my opinions, views and experience. To be as trusting as a child and allow my instincts to take over that which I know to be true about me...BOOT CAMP AWAITS..I surrender
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