So out of sight I almost forgot about it.

What is it said?  “Out of sight, out of mind.”

My gun is in the basement in the garage beside the security case in a zip-up bag.
My gun is in the holster, in the closet by the women’s terrycloth wrap or is it in the robe beside it, in the right pocket where I kept it once like a drunk Mark David Chapman.

You have to test the limits, that’s where you know where you are: feasible range. Jimi Hendrix, 101st Airborne