For a bit of background, I have three windowsills in my new basement bedroom, one of which continues to fill up and flood during nearly every storm. It's the reason why I had to get the carpet replaced, and why I'm forced to stay in a guest bedroom for now. The window was replaced before and also sealed, but that hasn't done anything to stop the water. 

In less than a week, I'll be moved into a new house in the nicest neighborhood in town. My mom spent years working up to this moment, and it's something to celebrate. However, I felt pretty good in this house the last couple years we've been here, and I really didn't want to move until tonight. 

This weekend with my dad hasn't been much different than the other ones. As always, we need adventure, so we'll go well out of our way in search of it. 

Last night, Dad and I went over to an old friend's house. Jay has been my dad's best friend since before high school, and followed my dad to Denver in search of opportunity like he was. I've known Jay since I was born, and while I hadn't seen him for nearly two years up until last night, he hasn't changed... Only, he's now a father. Jay lives up in the foothills with his wife and toddler son. It's a nice house in the woods. Dad and I have stayed there before, although we didn't stay there last night. 

I come from a long line of hunters. If you think about it, we all do. However, less and less people are hunters, especially since grocery stores provide almost everyone with the food they need. Plus, there's been a rise in anti-hunting and radical veganism, especially after Cecil the lion was killed a few years back. However, some people, such as myself, need more than just farm-raised meats and locally grown crops. My body needs something a little more wild and free.