The Circle of Life ('The DSM')
Anna, my wife, doesn't like having 'the big light' on of an evening. She prefers 'mood' lighting, which involves having several lamps dotted around the room in strategic places ratcheting up our electricity bill. Some nights the living room can resemble the lighting department of BHS and it can take several minutes to turn off all the illuminations at bedtime (who was it who thought putting the on/off switch halfway down the flex was a good idea?). On top of a lamp, next to the TV, a small beetle can often be seen walking around the rim of the lamp-shade. In a never ending journey the little fella goes round and round throwing a giant Kafkaesque shadow onto the wall behind. When it first happened it scared the bejesus out of us. Whether he thinks he will one day arrive at his destination or is content to beetle in a never ending loop I do not know (this is where I might suggest the beetle is a metaphor for our own lives; wandering in eternal circles until one day ...