I shoot vermin . When I get one in my sights , and line up on 'em . It's the best part of my day . I send that arrow off , hoping that I have done my job . The next portion of a second seems to take alot longer than it should . In the moment since I drew on the varmint ,,,, everything else in life stopped . Nothing matters except the shot . This is my bliss . All of the thoughts in the back of my head fade away ,,, How am I going to make more money ? So and so needs somthing . The truck needs cleaning . How am I going to go see familly ? I can't hear any of them . The shot is the only thing that matters . I'll take a good archery shot on a varmint over sex any day(been married for awile,, I guess ). I don't feel bad for my prey . In fact - I let the young live ,, to make for tommarows hunt . I do feel bad for a gut shot . But thats why I carry a revolver as well . Once upon a time , I did drugs . Bow-hunting is better than anything that you can put in your nose , or smoke . When an unlikley shot on a varmint lands just where you want it to - there is nothing better . Bowhunting is the best thing since sliced bread . I wish someone had introduced me to it earlier . I could go on ,, but I think I've bored you enough .