Sept 08
About once a week, while strolling to my neighborhood grocery store, I'll pass, what appears like a dog walking his owner. I say this because the dog is not just leading, but has the leash in his mouth despite it also being around his neck too. It always makes me smile.
I suspect the habit is some sort of oral thing. But perhaps it is also some sort of need to feel like he's in control too? Or at the very least feel like they are walking each other?
For sure, it creates a metaphorical question for me. When it comes to life... are you the one holding the leash? Or are you the one obediently being led? Or are you being led but you are just fooling yourself into thinking its you who is in charge?
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