Having the internet at my disposal is a luxury I enjoy back home. I am still surfing and writing online at 2am because of my inability to sleep. I enjoy being nocturnal, prowling the alleys of cyberworld in the comfort of my own bed, at anytime I want. I don’t have to take the hassle to drive to the nearest cybercafe, neither do I have to put up with crappy connections in campus. Best of all, I can surf anytime I want to. Accessibility and flexibility.
Why I craved for the access: I feel I don’t blog enough, not because I have nothing to say. But it seems like I have most to say when I’m not purposely forcing myself to. It comes and goes. And to capture them best, I need to be near my laptop and just channel all that thoughts to my blog. However, if I were to depend on that occassional trips to the cybercafe, my mood to write slips away. So, I end up not writing.
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