I don’t have a definitive one, since there’s just different places and moods that fit better for one species or another. I love to daydream the specifics from time to time. For example:
-Haven’t you ever walked by a field and wondered how incredible it would be to run and frolic in it as a dog or rabbit could? Or rub your back on a bed of moss or clover?
-How about climbing way up to the top of the trees, to eat the nicest looking fruit? That’s better suitted for a squirrel or a monkey (how cool would it be to have a prehensile tail to hang from a nice firm branch!! )
-And speaking of trees, how about manuvering through a dense forest, like a harpy eagle!! Feeling the air currents beneath your wings and fly way up or dive down with just a small movement.
-And then there’s days when the burden of the knowledge that comes with being a modern-age human just gets a bit too hard to bear. Those days, I think about what it would be like to live as a jellyfish, specifically a golden jellyfish. This gorgeous creatures live in clusters and spend their lives drifting along the currents, swimming gently up to the surface to soak up the sunlight. Like other jellyfish, they have no brains. They don’t worry about grades, quarantine, capitalism or the almost inevitable consecuences of global warming. They just float around, going to wherever the sea takes them and enjoy the warmth of the sun.
-Other times I want to remind myself that all the things that are going on in the world are insignificant in the grand scale of things. Then I think about my favorite shark, the greenland shark. They live deep underwater and the oldest know specimen could be 400 years old. This is an animal that has lived through some of the greatest achievements and catastrophes in human history: The rise and fall of many nations, at least ten pandemics, two world wars and countless other things. But for them the world stayed almost the same. They just kept on living in those dark cold waters, eating fish and swimming around. It calms me down to know that this information overload of sorts that I feel when I think about the state of the world (and I think that lots of people feel that way too) is also a matter of perspective. That even with all that’s going on around us, if there’s a shark out there that is just swimming about, concerned only about when are they gonna find another fish to munch on, then maybe things aren’t as dire and as permanent as they seem. And I too can keep on swimming.
But also I’d love to be a bear so I can eat all I want and then take a big nap afterwards.