I still don’t know what I want to do exactly, but it’s a start,
The other day, I was invited to go shooting with a friend. I have been suicidal for a long time, and was apprehensive about having an instrument of death so close at hand.
But I went, picked out the .38 as my gun. I loaded it, and said “Fuck This, I want to live!” I aimed at the target and pelted off six shots.
Sexy.
So yeah, I want to shoot guns for the rest of my life.
