Count Me In On The Next Hunger Games


I have found a new love! Last Saturday I went with my friend Ryan to the Archery Hut, an indoor archery range nearby to my house. It was the first time I had picked up a bow in over 15 years, and when I felt it in my hands, I wanted it to stay there forever. Something just…clicked. The movement or pulling the string back, the continuous succession of arrows whizzing through the air, the satisfaction of hearing the dull thump as it hit the target. It relaxed and focused me with each movement, and I sensed a profound calm throughout my entire body.

We shot continuously for a few hours, and though my fingertips were starting to form blisters, I didn’t want to stop. It was pure bliss. Needless to say, I will be going back, probably every weekend.