Bear Wtih Me

&sun at night, sailors&delight!&and so a fiery sunset bespoke another sunny spring day of warming temperatures in Omsk. Puddles of drizzling ice water make a stream on each road, and so winter has finally come to an end in Western Siberia. The sun is bright, and a walk in the park brightens up the outlook on life, even with the tsunami of disturbing news around the world.Siberia is a place of patience, but don&rush life here. Yes, trying to fly about and get ahead of the game will not win you any fans. Moving quickly in a big city is okay, but don&think that you&rush life to some imaginary goal. Siberia puts a brake on those ideas!I think the idea of rush comes from that American &yourself up by your own bootstraps&kind of cowboy ideology. But in Slavic lands, it&best to think in the more collective mindset. For example, a nice American farm could be one&pride and joy, but not when all the family farms shut down or lose money by the 1930s. Here, as in Slovakia, it is better to live snug as a bug in a rug near your neighbors and enjoy, for better or worse, living in a collective society. Maybe that&too general, but I think it flavors the outlook here.