I find more joy in getting on Facebook to see what happened "On This Day." It's a gamble I'd rather, the familiar no matters. Could be a photo tag with somebody no longer a "friend." A beautiful piece of me I decided to share. Afrocentric stellar art. Depression markers. Funny meme. Punny me. Beats scrolling the news feed, being a lurk, seeing the same personalities at work, letting me in but not all the way. The beauty of Facebook. It's like a new relationship. You learn somebody. Their mannerisms. What they find socially palatable. Soulfully compatible. Well, you think you learn somebody.  Then your spirits meet below the surface and you pretend you don't see each other. It's easier to deal. Easier to bare. Mmm. Distractions, righ?  They're everywhere. This day, I chose not to bother with Facebook and commanded what would happen on this day. It's the gamble I'd now rather, actively choosing to simply live happier.