Not so much disconnecting as being without connection.  Yesterday, I left my cell phone at Dave's place.  As I was going home from work today, I felt like part of me was missing and this was only emphasized by not even having a pen in my pocket to note things!  If I'd forgotten lip gloss as well, I might have been done-in.  How much do we rely on such devices?  The lip gloss to me is a safety barrier from the wind and sun, a way to experience the world better, a way to perk up a bit & encourager for me to keep talking.  My cell phone has a safety to it as well- especially walking home in the dark, I feel like I can at least call the police if something happens or scares me.  I can connect to my wonderful people- whether it be to confirm, "I'll be there in 20 minutes" or "I miss you, too- look forward to being in the same state as you..."  Especially when there are exciting things to talk about, immediacy is so gratifying!  and relying on my memory instead of taking notes is a bit trying.  It is rather freeing being disconnected.  I should treat my cell like it's a landline, leaving it in a room when I'm at home.  Why should I need to answer a phone, just because it's ringing?  Remember the days before there were even answering machines, let alone Caller ID?  My life shouldn't be dictated by someone else's whims (I write as if I talk on the phone often).  It's so easy to rely technology, when I should be listening to God and what He's saying.  My cell phone is another way for me to push Him away- I really should pay attention when I make decisions I'd previously been at least wary about (I used to avoid having a cell phone at all costs).

It was also nice disconnecting from work.  Went with Melanie and her dogs to Myrtle Beach this weekend.  'twas sooo good to take naps, enjoy the ocean & her company!