Ammunition

So it’s emblematic of my life that my first email today was about establishing a new ammunition company in Central Asia. I don’t think I will help with this, though I easily could. It’s a couple of phone calls for me. 

How did I get here? I just want to ride motorcycles. 9/11, I guess; it retasked my entire life. The people who did that don’t deserve this level of influence over my entire life. I need to try to pull it back into my control. 

After… yeah, I get it now. That’s how I ended up here.