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At the moment, I can't decide what to write about. Shall I write about what I see lacking in Canada? Or should I begin my final posts on Cyprus, looking at the year as a whole?
Hm...
Just got back from Calgary. Just so much...bigness. Too much. Too much money. I'm a little afraid of the materialism of the West--either that I'll lash out unjustly or be sucked in. I'd like rather to be able to speak forth to my culture, hoping that it will change.
Sometimes it's hard to tell people about Cyprus, to find the words, even though I'm bursting to say things. Mind you, the "How was Cyprus?" line has begun to get a bit old.
"Good."
Lame answer.
The word good has been destroyed forever. There were things in Cyprus that were wonderful and delightful and that I really enjoyed. But there were also some really, really hard times. I would say that some of the hardest and some of the best times of my life were had in Cyprus.
And here in Canada, I'm having a little trouble meshing. While thankful for freedoms, I wish people wouldn't abuse them. Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should. Doesn't mean it's right. I feel somewhat detached from Canada and Canadians. Certain things just don't resonate with me.
Like shopping. I still like books, but only to the degree of finding ones I'm already looking for and which serve a purpose. I mean, we have libraries here! Big ones! Why buy books that I'll read once that I can acquire from the library?! I mean, there are those I'll reread and others I can't borrow from the library. So these I buy.
Or the amount of money we spend just to entertain ourselves. Bleah.
Not that people don't spend ridiculous amounts of money on entertainment in Cyprus. I just wasn't one of them. Nor did I spend much time with any. International students and missionaries have fairly tight budgets. So we did more communal things to entertain ourselves--things that require no more than friends and maybe a couple pounds each.
I like Canada. But I kinda miss Cyprus.
