I recently friended an old high school friend from high school. He sent me a message "catching up" the last 15 years in a few sentences: NY, wife, baby, new album. Then he asked, how about you "Give me your life so far in 140 characters?"
I have to imagine that 140 is the max for a tweet. (I do have a twitter account but have tweeted a handful of times about 3 years ago... weirdly, I still get emails that people have started following me on twitter, many of whom are strangers. It must be very dull for them.)
Anyway, it's very difficult for me to do this sort of thing in any time. This has been a particularly challenging year, which somehow colors my experience. I started out and then took it back about 100 times. My deepest fear when I was an adolescent was being misunderstood. I didn't cut my hair short, or pierce my nose, or listen to Ani Difranco because I didn't want people to be able to write me off and put me into a box. In the same way, as I stared at my computer, excited to be in contact with an old friend. At first I liked the challenge, like a Haiku.
I gave up. I posted more than 200 characters:
"I live in Jp with my husband, Zak. I teach and I learn in equal parts. It’s been a challenging year, but I’m really blessed with a great community. I find great joy on my bike, in the woods, on my yoga mat, knitting, and in a glass of well-crafted beer…but not all at once."
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