Life keeps you on your toes

I feel like life is always full of choice. This may seem like a glaringly obvious fact of life, and to point it out a bit pointless, but bear with me for a moment.

I feel like we are always making choices between things. Between locations/destinations. Between friends. Between potential jobs. Even between realities at times. That certain things just simply cannot co-exist. One new happiness takes away from another. But I suppose 'tis life no? A series of fleeting moments combining to make up one's existence.

Take Peru for example. There are many wonderful things about living here. But many things had to be given up in order to get them. Is it not possible certain elements of two realities to combine to form a better one? Does it always have to be one or the other; mine or yours?

I think a re-conception of reality is in order. A re-visitation of what we consider life to be and how we organize it.

Sometimes I think its amazing that there are not more conflicts throughout life and the world. Such astoundingly different people all sharing finite resources and space, making their way through life together.

Being as adaptable as I am, throughout all of my travels I've thoroughly enjoyed meeting, co-existing, and learning from vastly different people from all over the world and their perspectives on life. Never missing Sask or certain groups too much because they never fully matched up with my worldview, just enjoying the adventure and the ride.

However...

Recently, I have met someone that has come closer than almost anyone else I've ever met to matching my worldview completely. And while this has been absolutely fucking wonderful, it has made the differences of backgrounds, values, and worldviews held by others around me that much more obvious. On the surface everything is still peachy, but underneath I find myself much more intolerant of their intolerance and impatient with their impatience.

Then again, perhaps this is all part of the adjusting phase of suddenly being around someone where things are so easy. Or again perhaps part of the reality check that I am no longer in Europe, now that the initial shock/high of South America/Peru has worn off.

All very interesting developments happening in my brain right now...

But life in Arequipa is still absolutely wonderful and Peruvians still such lovely people. This is most definitely the beginning of a lengthy new adventure. Teaching English is also still wonderful. Although I have discovered that there is a French language academy here that is looking for teachers. Something to look in to...

For now though, at this moment, I am perfectly content just living life and enjoying this ride. I have faith that light will be shed on certain things and new understandings gained all in their due time.