When the sun set, there was a small rain. When it stopped, I came out to sit in my lounge in my front yard. Robert came to join me. It was a cool night and it was good.
“Tonight, you don’t update your social media, do you?” Robert said.
“If you want to talk about Instagram account, no I don’t. I deleted it already,” I said.
“Why?”
“Because it is harder to use than before. It demands that I have a Facebook account; if I use email to sign up, I need to verify with my face. It gives me a headache.”
“But how did you sign up for your account?”
“I used a Facebook account. However I didn’t feel it was secure and I felt annoyed since I usually got a notification asking me to pay to advertise my account to get views. Hence I decided to delete it.”
“Why do they have to make it complicated like this?”
“We can’t put blame on them. Many users have created fake accounts to scam other users and to cause trouble to the society so Facebook or Instagram companies need to be careful and protect. Furthermore, they are doing business, they need money to run the company, and the source of money to continue running their company is advertising, so they have to go for it. They are not wrong.”
“I understand.” Robert nodded his head.
The sky was dark blue and the wind became cooler. Over the bush before my house, there were a lot of lights, like tiny bulbs, and once they were bright once they were weak.
“Beautiful,” I said with a smile.
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