I lie here awake, wondering why modern technology takes over, why we must document our lives with `updates’, as if each moment is an important chapter in an epic. Then I realise, we having been doing this anyway in poetry and in fiction. Is not literature just a series of status updates with greater depth and meaning? Or is fiction more than mere self expression? Maybe social media is just an extension of a facet that humankind already possessed. Maybe it is an innate desire that all social animals require sating. Still I can’t help but think that we give too much of ourselves too easily on social media platforms without true reflection. What do you think?