Sometimes i think about living in the far north. Just far enough that cold is a way of life and you don't have to get used to it every winter. Where summers are short and so celebrated that everyone looks forward to them all year.
Where i live, the summers can be brutally hot, and yet the winters mindbendingly cold and miserable.
I also think about climates where the temperature is 70's almost everyday. Where you would get used to daily rainfall, and learn to pray to the local totems to keep the typhoons away.
Where to live, now that is the question. Mostly dictated by family ties or occupations. But think about all the downtown buildings in all the big cities all over the world. I remember Hong Kong which was a pure concentration of downtown office space. Think about those building and those windows. And how many of those windows represented an office with a desk. For some those windows represent an entire floor of hundreds of cubicles. Now multiply that by the many floors in every building, by the amount of buildings in a metropolitan city. I will picture Hong Kong. Now think about how many people are employed in vast arrays of occupation.
So many things to do, so many places to work, companies to own or to sweep up after.
Still, we live where we do, and not where we don't. Some with chagrin and some with an enviable smile.
And so we live.
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