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skonen_blades) wrote2010-11-23 12:15 pm
skonen_blades) wrote2010-11-23 12:15 pm
November 30/30 - 22/30 - Western
The realization came to me on my own personal highway in the darkness like a wild mustang. The horse that drives my life is a living creature. It’s a symbiotic relationship. Am I driven by my horse or does it lead me? It has to be both. My hope is that my horse is allergic to cliffs, a fast runner, and has good night vision.
Two out of three ain’t bad.
With life lasting no longer than a sneeze, there are small moments of opportunity for rein-pulling direction changes.
I want my horse to buck more. I feel as if I’ve broken that horse properly over the years but that the most it does these days if flick an ear or swish a tail. I need adventure but that’s hard to do when so much experience has already bored your eyes to indifference. Nowadays, only loud noises causes reactions.
I want to lead this horse to water. I want to ride into rough towns and clean them up. I want the decades of my life to be westerns with happy endings.
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Two out of three ain’t bad.
With life lasting no longer than a sneeze, there are small moments of opportunity for rein-pulling direction changes.
I want my horse to buck more. I feel as if I’ve broken that horse properly over the years but that the most it does these days if flick an ear or swish a tail. I need adventure but that’s hard to do when so much experience has already bored your eyes to indifference. Nowadays, only loud noises causes reactions.
I want to lead this horse to water. I want to ride into rough towns and clean them up. I want the decades of my life to be westerns with happy endings.
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