This evening I have spent allot of time of reflecting on where I am and what brought me here. I reflect upon Kafka's "Metamorphose" and the illusions we can live under without full awareness. I love the north, but its amazing what we can grow accustomed to in a short period of time. Its quarter to two in the morning and I just came inside as the sounds of the children playing on the island out on the bay 1/2 mile into the Hudson's Bay were starting to get on my nerve's. Its -4 out and I didn't think I should bother with a jacket as its so nice out. As I return into the house I find Melissa has turned the temp up to a sweltering 72 and sleep seems impossible with the current state of mind and temp. I wonder about raising a child in a strange environment, where the first three years of his education will be solely in Inukitiuk. I read a story today about a 6 month old child was starved to death by her parents who were strict Vegans and thought their child should share their same choices. Am I making that same choice for someone who cannot speak for themselves?
Saturday, May 05, 2007