…and just about every other communication technology, too. I log onto Gmail, Facebook or Twitter (and once upon a time, Myspace) and I feel utterly drained. I’m PJ-ed up, scrubbed and ready for my head to hit the pillow. It’s usually the only time I can make time for these things, being about 40% busier than I’ve ever been in my life.  All I know is by the end of the day, God and I have crammed in so many thoughts, actions, decisions, ideas, emotions, epiphanies, and so on that I am more than ever ready to say goodbye to the day and  make friends with my comforter.  I’m rarely moved to reply to a friend’s message or comment because the mere sight of any Facebook news feed is enough to make my head spin drowsily. I get overwhelmed when friends send me emails, simply asking me how I’m doing, because this is such a huge period of discernment in my life and I know I can’t just tell him/her that “I’m just fine, thanks.”  Those are hearty responses that, at 10:30 at night, I am so not ready to give.  I’m so far away from my friends that I feel burdened more than usual to keep in touch with them and yet I’m just always plumb tired when I have the time.  Oy.

Don’t get me started on Twitter, either.  I nearly black out when I see that I have to catch up on literally hundreds of Tweets from the persons that I follow. I never, ever make it.  So, sorry if I never got back to you about that great new hair cut you Tweeted about last week.  I’m not trying to be a negligent jerk.  Honestly.

I guess I’m turning into an elderly nun quicker than I’d thought. None of the Franciscan Sisters I live with are tech savvy or go to bed past 9:30. True story. You are who you surround yourself with!