Tracks caught a piece of me there!
I know that I can't do a lot of stuff that I would like to. I don't have time, and now when I have had the time, I have not been physically able to do it.
I wish I were out in the woods right now. I can't be there, because of medical appointments and stuff. I am now depressed, which is anger or frustration without an outlet. I tend to shop when depressed because it gives me a chance to fantasize and an action which allows me to exercise a bit of power.
So, I peruse the classifieds, research new tents, check out the in stock CariBows. The only thing keeping me from buying a used Old Town canoe for a hunnered-fitty is the lack of a place to stash it.
I see and understand this in me, and sometimes keep it in check. If I keep out of Kalamazoo.
But a bow takes up far less room than a canoe.
Here is an honest self-assessment of motivation and behavior, and I realize that one size does not fit all.
The other factor is that when I hear about or see a bow that has features that tweak my interest, I want to try it. As it is unlikely that someone nearby has one in my specs, I need (I am reminded here of my sister's economics teacher saying that one does not NEED anything) to buy one so that I might experience it. I work very hard for my money, have no children and if I am depriving anybody, it is my older self in my declining years. Until they get here, I want to build wonderful memories to sustain me.
Killdeer