Yeah, that was me screaming. I don’t do it very often at all but every now and then we all need to let out our barbaric yawp.
Mine tends to come when I am frustrated and torn about what choice to make. Feels like that final scene in Hancock that I posted the other day. Takes an enormous amount of energy to pick myself up and get moving.
Massive amounts of fight to stop the ball from turning and start spinning it in a different direction. It is how it goes sometimes, you can’t rely on any one else to help you do it so you just get it done.
Dig in your heels and push hard and slowly but surely things start happening.