A not-so social media friend asked me what I was doing. Tweeting was a straightforward answer I gave.
“I don’t hear any, ” he said after a period of silence.
“Hear what?”
“Your chirps.”
I stuttered with no reason and tried to explain to him the concept, in the most modest way I knew. He seemed to understand. Time placidly ticking until he came with a statement which jaw-dropping me.
“If that allows us to tweet like birds without having to be loud, it ought to be able to make us flying without fleeing.”
I short ceased tweeting and muted.
“I don’t hear any, ” he said after a period of silence.
“Hear what?”
“Your chirps.”
I stuttered with no reason and tried to explain to him the concept, in the most modest way I knew. He seemed to understand. Time placidly ticking until he came with a statement which jaw-dropping me.
“If that allows us to tweet like birds without having to be loud, it ought to be able to make us flying without fleeing.”
I short ceased tweeting and muted.
