I realized the other day that I had begun carrying a knife again.
The last time I carried a knife was back in Minneapolis, when the police took the two knives I had on my person.
This last year I got a souvenir pen knife/keychain from Sherry's trip to Belgium, but it's not sharpened or even openable.
But I found the locking stainless steel knife I got from my Dad while cleaning and packing for the move to the EDstead. And I've been carrying it ever since. And I've been using it. And it just occurred to me that I hadn't carried a knife in a long long time...
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