This is the final step in the writing exercise for this week. This is where the memories, sensory information, and details took me.

I’m glad I did not get into rifles. I’m glad I didn’t get into guns of any stripe. I’m glad I do not play with things that are meant to snuff out angels. I’m glad I bought a mountain bike instead of a target rifle. I’m glad my hobbies have taken me places rather than hurling death and fire. I’m glad that when I go and sit in the woods, I take beauty home with me, not carcasses and bloody trophies.