I turned my computer back on to write my Monday night muse:
In my head, I personify life as a creature of sorts. I sometimes want nothing more than to attack it. Pounce, dig in my claws, and sink in my teeth. After the battle, I leave the carcass for later; for another day.
This is how I ‘tackle’ problems in my head. I lunge and use claws and teeth. I don’t have the faintest if other people do that, but I know I do. I enjoy it. The thrill of the kill, meaning to defeat and conquer problems I face in my life. The carcass is the outcome, which I will use to sustain myself.
I sound kind of kooky, but oh well. This makes me remember how much I hope that reincarnation is real, so I can become a fox or wolf.