My family comes from a place of ice and whiteness.

That’s the way it is….even though “my family” is my family…..the ones I love, the ones who are closest to me.

I am with my family now.

I remember my ancestors….but I am with my family now.

Still, in spite of the history of ice and cold, I want to be on an island somewhere…..sometimes.

Maybe if I watched more animated cartoons about Norwegians doing cool stuff I’d say that I wanted to live in the place of ice and whiteness…..and chase reindeer?

Probably.

I’m pretty predictable that way.

I’m “swayable”.

Here’s a video of that Moana song….

I’m so confused now.