Frozen tundra.

The freezer went on hiatus and decided to stop making ice cubes. Instead the water dripped down the various levels of the freezer and created what look like frosty icicles on every shelf. The frozen salmon fillets were welded to the ice pops which were attached to the chipotle bean burgers. It's times like these that make me glad I'm not living alone, forced to deal with this solo. But someone had to detach every frozen food product from our freezer. So I took a chisel made out of alloyed steel to the clumps of frozen mess and the energy with which I tackled the task made me think of a quote I read recently:

"But the worst enemy you can encounter will always be you, yourself, you lie in wait for yourself in caves and woods."

For some reason, the action of chiseling was so caveman-like and barbaric that it made me think I was literally fighting to find food in the frozen tundra. That quote isn't directly related to the event I'm referring to, but the whole "lying in wait for yourself in caves and woods" did come to mind during my primitive episode.