I’m looking at an app showing the best locations right now for viewing the Aurora Borealis. One of the best spots at this moment is 1,063 miles away from where I sit in Labrador. Seeing the Northern Lights has grown to be a priority for me. Something I’d like to do today, or at least before the end of the year. Alas, responsibilities trump dreams. Which makes me wonder, who made these rules anyway?
“But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go.”
– The Beatles, You Never Give Me Your Money
I’ve got plenty of places to go. Plenty of reasons to stay too. I’m not going to roll out The Clash’s lyrics now, but it’s a real battle taking place.