Alert, keen and a little nervous, she's listening. Trapped, her dry mouth has gotten too persistent to ignore. The door opens slowly, squeaking; she flinches. A rush of cold air hits her in the face, blowing by to be engulfed by the stale, hot mechanical air behind her.

Quiet.

She's still holding her breath, listening for the soft draw of breathing, a rustle, a shift in the floorboards. Sounds of a person, somewhere, maybe. Nothing. She steps softly, anxiously out into the hallway. The carpet crushes silently under her feet. The gentle nuzzle of opiates in the back of her brain.

It's okay.

Last night after I rode him. I was more thrilled then I look, I promise.

George is such a good boy. He's very mellow and listens- and I'm finding out he's pretty smart too. Going to ride him today for the first time since I went to look at him. :) Monday night when we finally got back to the farm, I had to walk him down the driveway in pitch black at a place he'd never been before and he acted great. No spooking or snorting, he was just like "OK! Where are we going?"

He's not got too much muscle but that'll change of course with consistent work. He has four shoes but I'm pulling them off- his feet aren't that great looking as far as shape and I think whatever farrier he was seeing wasn't too great- but again nothing I can't fix. Foxy's feet were terrible and now they rock. Just a question of good farrier care, which I have.

He's so soft and fuzzy. :3 I love him.

Guess who bought this horse todayyyy

oh, it was me! God I hate western. Forgot to bring my saddle.



For better pictures: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=115190&id=845704445&l=7970c2fd3e (you can see it even if you don't have a facebook)

horse isn't mine.

people suck.

The more I encounter with other people the more alone I feel. There is ignorance and bigotry and evil everywhere. People yell whatever everyone else is yelling, protest what everyone else is protesting, opening their mouths without knowing the true meaning of their words. Do people not understand the weight that conversation carries, the shame and slander you can put on someone or something without them ever deserving it? It's such a pity.

clutch it like a cornerstone
otherwise it all comes down
justify denials and
grip 'em to the lonesome end
saturn ascends
choose one or ten
hang on or be
humbled again
will not see and then
drags you down like a stone again