He always thought of himself as a tiger. Leaping into each day with a bound. Seizing the moment as though clutching prey. Stalking the world, alert for any opportunity, ready to spring into any new venture with feline power and agility.
Embracing self-isolation requires a new totem. Moving slowly, or not at all for long periods. Sitting clutched in a chair hunched over a computer as if he were clinging to a branch. Fingers slowly tapping the keyboard as though grasping bark. Suspended between inaction and repose. His new totem is the sloth. He’d like to do better than that.
Embracing self-isolation requires a new totem. Moving slowly, or not at all for long periods. Sitting clutched in a chair hunched over a computer as if he were clinging to a branch. Fingers slowly tapping the keyboard as though grasping bark. Suspended between inaction and repose. His new totem is the sloth. He’d like to do better than that.
