my mechanical appendage
I no longer carry the weapon I once thought of as a dear friend, an extension of myself that was intended for killing, yet kept me safe. I know this is not what many want to hear, but you must understand the context, you must understand war, not as a spectator in the audience, but an actor. Without my weapon I wouldn’t have survived relatively unscathed what I have exposed myself to in a theater of war. It is part