LEAVING STAYING OR THINKING ABOUT LEAVING OR STAYING

In response to the last blog posted on this blog spot dot com dot blogger spot, the one about sweat 'n such, Up North dutifully and punctually commented that, and I quote, "I am sure that in many cultures like India or Japan, being hot is not even high on the list." True, I am sure. Though I have not been there, not even to one of those two places (with hopes of going to the other, one day), I bet that yes, a sweaty person walking around in public is a more frequent sight, just from what little I do know of these countries (eg. warmer/stickier climate, massive population, growing greenhouse gases, closer to the sun, what have you). Sure, maybe me and my rag and my bucket might fit in better there than here in Canada, but, what about the fact that I'm me - in another land. A faraway land where I'm already completely different than everyone else (in regards to height, skin tone, language, cultural identity, etc.), not to mention that I'm beat red and sweating profusely all over the floor or dirt, while riding a big baby blue women's beach cruiser or sitting cross-legged on the ground, whatever. Wouldn't I, the already above average hot 'n sweaty foreign bald dude be even more of a spectacle than the shorter than I, same colour as everybody else, average hot 'n sweaty local dude? And, isn't it a tradition or something in a lot off those countries to take off your shoes in doors and such? I'd fit in perfectly and imperfectly all at once. The land my nightmares dream of taking me - while I'm awake. Like an indicted baseball player getting involved in a ponzi scheme. You'd think a steroid-happy meathead would try his hardest not to get caught with his pants down, by not only the same people who (from the top down) are not only supplying the juice and stealing his money, but are going to make him testify in a supreme court as to why he simultaneously destroyed his and MLB's reputation and credibility (from the top down) - by injecting estrogen into his ass. I mean, nobody is gonna bail out the disgraced big leaguer or the person who's moved. Alternative measures will have to be taken in order to replace the familiar bail-outs of home. Let's say if someone moved to a big city to find a job or what have you, but miss their families and friends and don't really care for hecticity (this is a made up word combining hectic and city) - is it even worth the move? Maybe in dollars and sense (yes, that sense) it is, but not in terms of those things deep in your mind and heart that are unexplainable unless there is a word for them. You know, feelings. Who knows? Maybe, in time, people can learn to adjust (I've learned to adjust somewhat [in only ten short years] from living in the carefree, safe, open-wideness of the county, to that of the economically unstable, crime-ridden gridlock surviving of the bigger city), to strange surroundings, after all, humans are pretty good at adapting. What I'm getting at here is, maybe some people are better suited to live, work and ultimately belong to other countries/cultures/or faraway lands. Like the cousins in Asia or the brothers in B.C. Or the friends in big cities or sisters in Northern Ontario - while others are not. What I'm getting at is people move all over for all kinds of different reasons. Some for more personal reasons than just "I need a damn job," reasons. It's all a crap shoot really if it's gonna work out. I mean, how can you really know unless you go - even if you're extremely prepared, or forced to go on a whim because you desperately need work, love or a drastic change in scenery, landscape and people. Maybe people are born vagabonds, (like James Hetfield and the millions of Jews who wandered the desert), destined to travel the earth's greatest lands in a constant search for a life of tranquility, civility and hope, that for some reason is unattainable at home. Or perhaps those who stay are the smart ones, a superior people who believe that they can realize their fullest potential by staying put. Or maybe they're just lazy. Or prefer living and dying where they were conceived and born. Or, there are many other reasons too.