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Disconnect to reconnect

For the past week, I have avoided blogging to talk about my worldly existence.  I am slowly going back...and I just found the right explanation why we need to be disconnected sometimes.

I want to share this with you, and I am sure you'll know what I mean...

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  1. i was thinking of going to my mom's house in cavite this weekend without any phones or the laptop before i saw the ending. lol.

    oh i'm still going and i will bring the phone and the laptop but i will certainly have a different perspective about this visit.

    thanks for the post.

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  2. Can't wait to read your future posts.

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  3. lol @ the ending. buti pa siya marunong nun hahaha! thanks for sharing mr. g. hope you get fully reconnected soon.

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  4. @Travis, go!
    @Canonista, I also miss writing...slowly, yeah.
    @Sean, pag feeling ko, hindi ko na kayang kimkimin ang libog...LOL!

    thanks all for dropping by!

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