Do I think so?

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They really don't get it.  Do I think someone would shoot into my home?  Actually I do.  More the college town next door, but I am surprised at things more often than I like.  Drugs have started coming in, as well as illegal and hardcore aliens.  As has been known by many, muslims, as even the Buddhists suggest, can't be tolerated.  Unless one is willing to put up with terror, murder, and rape.  I wasn't sure if one of the local clans was muslim, seems so.  Though they aren't the only ones.  New ones coming in all the time.

However, it isn't even dying that is the problem.  It is suffering.  I live right on the edge of death.  Talk to any of my doctors.  They don't know why I'm still here.  Even with the medicine, when I can take it, I'm right on the edge.  Even so, even with what should be fatal incidents, illnesses, wounds, and such, I just don't die.  No, I simply don't want to have to go through a long bloody recovery on another major issue.  Nor would I like to have to kill people attempting murder.

I'm not sure what they think.  While I seem... hardy... long lived... and some other things... I am simply not bullet proof.  Something else is going on.  Not sure what.  If I thought I could clear something up, I might.  Not sure it's possible though.  And, some things, I won't clear up.  Nothing to clear up, as I see things.  Still...  Some just don't get to take a, or the, easy way out.  I've settled with it, even so... I just don't want more added to it, one way or another.

On to bed, or soon.