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Coming Home

Coming Home

I'm on my way home
I can remember
All the good things.

As Enya's song goes... I fly back to Manila later. I'm excited that I'm going back to the PI even though I was gone for only a very short time.

Most people would think that my trip here in Seattle was a vacation. No. I did not get time to enjoy. I may have had the chance to go out and meet new people, but I didn't get to slack off and all.

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Tomorrow's flight would be long. Hmmm. I've packed my things. I just hope the 3 bags of potato chips don't explode. :)

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Music: On My Way Home
Artist: Enya
Album: Memory Of Trees
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