I quit Facebook in 2010, if my memory serves me right. At some stage, I became tired of endlessly browsing through the lives of strangers or the lives of people I knew. I have never really missed it much ever since.

I started on Twitter in 2007, and had a lot of good times on it. But, in recent times, it had become a lot like Facebook for me. It would frustrate me and also often make me wonder what exactly was I doing on it.

As I close in gradually on the forties, I seem to prefer not being caught in a deluge of information. I still do want to know things, but I no longer like the real-time aspect of it. I like not having to check my phone at regular intervals.

And it is not that I don’t enjoy conversations or company. I like both; but in a slower and quieter fashion and with a very limited set of people. I still like doing a lot of different things in life and travelling a lot, but I don’t feel the urge to share it with anything other than a handful of people.

I took a hiatus from Twitter nearly two-months-ago, thinking it was going to be one of my regular breaks; something that lasts for a couple of days, or a week or two. It went on for far longer than that and I did not realize how much I did not miss being on Twitter.

What it means is that this is going to be a much longer break from the platform or even a goodbye. I am not sure what it is, but I will not spend much time analyzing it.