Goodbye....

Saying 'Goodbye' is one of the hardest things in life but one way or the other, either we say it or not, there are times we just have to move on leaving some things behind us.

I have always wanted to do this for more than a year now but somehow, I always find myself shying away from the reality of the fact that it was time for me to move on.

Maybe it was due to the fact that there was a point in time when I derived so much happiness and self-satisfying pleasure in doing it, or maybe how sad and lonely I will be without it.


The truth still remains that I love everybody I met on twitter and the love I have for them will continue to linger in my heart even after this day.

Being a twit-addict was one life I lived that I can never forget. I loved the rantings, the sharing of opinions, the #TeamNoSleep and the smiles that comes with the feelings that some people are waiting for me to tweet. They want to read my opinion about an occurrence, a song, any random stuff or even my so called #BreakingNews and other mischievous tweets.

Being a twit-addict was so much fun that I owned two twitter accounts in other to foil twit-jail. I was known for clogging peoples TLs and tweeting round the clock but today, after a year and some few months that I stopped active tweeting, I have de-activated both accounts.

Maybe its cos they have outgrown their usefulness or maybe it cos when I said "I am not my tweets" some few years back, I was just being a realist.

Various researchers have proven that those that 'do well' in most social networking sites and other messaging devices are people that are naturally introverts and judging with my case, they are absolutely right.

Saying goodbye from twitter doesn't mean goodbye forever, it just mean "#MovingOn without twitter" and have gone to find myself.

Thank you tweeps for making it a lovely ride and Thank you twitter for a wonderful opportunity.


With Love
@MafabaAlaso