Unarmed
I never had an instance where I felt I needed to armed, whether I was or not.
I am a horrible fortune teller, so I will never know in advance what will happen.
I'm no ninja tactition, I just arm myself when dressing, just as I use deodorant, brush my hair, brush my teeth, put on my socks and shoes. To me, it is no different.
I carry not because of the risk, but because what is at stake.
I am confident that I won't be breathing my last breath, cursing myself for not being armed.
Not carrying when able is akin to only packing one chute when skydiving. "I never needed a reserve before, and if I die, I'll die doing what I love, besides--it must have been my time to go anyway."
Too many things are out of my control. I'm not gonna bet my life on the good nature of the thousands of humans I come into firing range of everyday.
Wildalaska---tired of hearing complaints about the weather earlier this week in Raleigh yet?
Micitsbelowfiftyandimfreezingonoakisland!
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