In the dark she lay coiled, comforted only by the proximity of her own body and its tangled histories. Wildness coursed through her veins, cauterising any cares she had left and stretching her hunger to breaking. After so long spent itching in her skin and burning for change, transition began without warning. Alone in the belly of the cave when no moon hung in the sky.

If you're feeling an overwhelming urge right now to chuck your life and all its irritating little facets over the back of your head as you make a glorious getaway somewhere else, you are channelling the mood du jour.