"In a way, yes. We're going to watch the sun set over the lake, and I want you to keep that mental image whenever you stress out or feel the need to make an outburst due to rage or anger." The Giant Squid floated by, one long feeding tentacle snapping up and taking out a red-throated duck that had been looking for fish. They are already migrating for winter, it seems. The more the duck flailed as it was drug under the water, the faster it would drown and die, which is what the squid was hoping for. I recalled the first time I had seen the Giant Squid kill a bird in this way; I thought it was barbaric and wrote my parents as a horrified first year student. They reminded me that this was a part of nature, and that perhaps I should keep clear of the Giant Squid just in case.