I got up this morning and ate the hamburger I was supposed to eat for dinner last night. I vaguely remember the taste, but more importantly, I was blinded by the sun reflecting off the snow, the light coming in through the windows. I may need to resort to wearing sunglasses in the house. Weird.

Two entries in as many days. If the internet holds, that is. It just went out a minute ago, and I may be reduced to saving this to post later. I hate that. Because my words are always different when I re-read things a second time.

The view as we were descending into Hall Beach.

I need a phone call...
Words from home are not encouraging or heartwarming. Seems things have taken a turn for the worse for a number of people. This frightens me as it felt as though my foundation is back in Ontario, and with a shaky foundation, things here in the Arctic feel even more unstable than usual. I guess we just have to see how it shakes out when things are settled down.

This song. Things are one way in a certain place, and different in another. I suppose that's normal, and just the way it is. But I think sometimes, a continuum would be nice...


It's Raining in Baltimore - The Counting Crows

Labels: Arctic Circle, music, Nunavut, we all lose in the end