A perky fascination with snow can be enough to land a job in Whistler. The sensation is plain. Unencumbered by any sort of challenge with destiny. Whatever might fit into a gap year. Decisions mark an extraordinary point of view in life so far measured without taking them seriously, but what fits here can simply be fun, with a bit of work. The perks are up there, just waiting for a run.
Putting off a bit more education, or a life tossed completely into the working world, braces against the science of personality. The coin of privilege is rarely found without meeting a story told in keeping wit to the grind of economy. Where we have one sense of it in hand, surely there is a tale told beyond the mention of the next. Enough said to complete a day, and imagine another. A bit of pride examined in simply knowing. It takes that to settle with the find of enjoyment.
It reaches out ahead of us here, along the lines of a forecast. Lifted up and out of the way of a working day. There is surprise in being above it. Even when we take home the sense of persuasion that keeps out a bigger sense of responsibility. It can belong wherever we find play. There is a family waiting there, too. Just out there. It comes like a sense of tradition. There is a Canadian feel to it. Almost ancestral.
It becomes a welcome to others, being a young nation, with lots of space. Here we know it well. We don’t put a gap between visitors. The job keeps them coming, and it is a bit of a responsibility. It ages well on the land. Every new sense of tradition should be enabled in the same way. Sending up a bit of pride acts as an invitation to more.
To keep the young people coming here is important. They need time to work it out. Make some plain sense. Choices can get in the way of growing up. They divide our strength, and decide sometimes against opportunity. Knowing how to respond to that embraces a challenge in life. It is possible to go out of bounds, safely. It is better to stay in, though. So life is imagined out ahead of us, without a gap. Taken in fun. Irresistible, like the way up a mountain. A perky fascination with destiny.
