There are days when I'm so tired, tired of the problems I have with age, my health and fitness, and my finances, tired of my life plans are failing, and just tired of myself and life, I know why I don't own a gun.
I wouldn't use it, ever, because I know there always is tomorrow when I might feel different and things may change if only a little more for the better. It's not me to do that, but it's still partly the reason I don't own a gun.
Sometimes even your own momentary thoughts are dangerous to yourself.
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