I think I'm going nuts.
This has been happening more often than I'd like to admit. So i gave a friend the key to my gun locker and told him to hang on to it for a week or so.
I'm scared. I'm having weird mood swings and I'm not sure I am holding on to all the impulse control I normally have.
So I get this urge to kill someone, anyone. Damn, I don't have the key to get at my arsenal. I ask my friend politely to hand over the key. He declines. So I kill him. Not that hard, just a bastardization of a move I learned from wrestling.
I now have my guns. 2 pistols, one 12-gauge semiauto shotgun, one .50 caliber rifle with telescopic sights.
This is a Bad Thing.
To make a long story short, everyone I know dies at my hands. It was freaky. I woke up crying.