I recently quit Twitter and deleted my account. 14 years, 25,000 posts and thousands of hours gone. It hurt more than I’m proud to admit. From hitting delete, I almost immediately felt a sense of loss. Loss of a feeling of togetherness I’d felt with a virtual community I’d been a member of for many years. Connections that were totally unique to that space, suddenly undone. Within hours I’d downloaded Reddit and Tumblr, dusting off some old accounts. A knee-jerk reaction. I deleted them again shortly after. There is no replacement for Twitter. But there doesn’t need to be. Because the real world is richer and more vibrant than its digital form ever will be. To embrace digital minimalism – focus on what is gained, not what is lost.