I really miss hunting... can't do that in the city.
As much as I like all the glam of the city (and the cleanliness)... sometimes you just want the thrill of the hunt... waiting... having your moment... take a shot... and pray like hell you 'pressed' the trigger and didn't 'pull', or mess up on your breathing technique. Something primitive and fun comes to life on such outings... and made all the better to be around others who understand --- this is where food comes from.
Sometimes I feel like a country girl locked in a box among boxes on a grid of streets in a human 'zoo.'
Hunting gives back something innate that city life quells. A primitive feature in contrast to the 'maturity' of humanity known as 'civilization'...
"The weakest soul, knowing its own weakness, and believing this truth that strength can only be developed by effort and practice, will, thus believing, at once begin to exert itself, and, adding effort to effort, patience to patience, and strength to strength, will never cease to develop, and will at last grow divinely strong."
- James Allen