These little illustrated stories are about a wild boar, or some such beast like this, finding a home inside of me. Living there and loving it there. Taking liberties with my senses and my emotions and at times invading the workings of my brain. Such a problem!
What to do with this beast! Sometimes it hibernates. Sometimes it take the helm of my reactions and actions. It is a beast. A Bore. A burden. But I am getting to know this beast, slowly, but surely and with a vengeance.
This beast that needs to be exposed and expelled. I just need to find it. It might be hiding somewhere and it might not really even be MY beast. It could be someone else’s beast holding up in there and creating havoc.
For some reason it is mine and running my life, from the inside out.