back from a trip to england, and have been too busy catching up on the rest of life to write anything here.

it's been difficult wanting to hop on the computer at all, really.

almost a month without email or internet was a very pleasant experience. i thought i'd be pining for it, but i recall a few times thinking that it was odd that i hadn't checked email in a few weeks. and didn't mind one bit.

the most stressful part about returning from such a fantastic trip was the thought of my email inbox, both at home and work.

i did wish i had access to the internet a couple of times, but that was to look up the hours of operation of something. stuff that can be just as easily done over the phone.

one of the first things i did when i got back online a few weeks ago was to unsubscribe from all the blogs that i only half-read. you know, the stuff that isn't any more entertaining than television and you're not sure why you even bother with anymore. there's a few i'll still read, when i get a chance.

perhaps distance from the internet acted to reinforce the disinterest i already had over it. it's a tool, one method of communication. little more, in my life. if i'm going to fritter away my time i can probably think of better ways of doing it. the internet is a great entity to consult while procrastinating, however.

spending my days visiting galleries and staring open-mouthed at architecture is a reminder of the things i really enjoy in life. i look forward to my next trip offline.