A small unprepossessing horse, or so you might believe. My friends, there you would be sadly mistaken. Inside the small package is the heart and will of a harness racer. Even after two broken legs I would not trade him for all the money you could ever pay me. He will carry me out of the darkness with which I currently struggle.He will be the brightest burning star in the country if I have anything whatsoever to say about it. I believe in him and his ability to go as far as any miniature horse ever has. I will become somebody I might never have had the chance to be otherwise. People will see me as the firework and even though I know that he is just making me look good I will let them keep their delusions.
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People and butterflies have a lot in common I suspect that if a person were to meet the child or adolescent that they once were on the street neither person would recognize the other. Humans experience just as much change within their lives as butterflies. Our ideas and thoughts develop so many nuances during our lifetime that it may be difficult at times to see how a person got to their current position in life. I am struggling to figure that out for myself at the moment, a quarter life crisis, I suppose you could call it.I did not realize this was an actual term but apparently it is real enough that Wikipedia has an article on it. Although even they admit it is not their best entry, read at your own risk.
I cannot change the bulk of my situation right now so instead of focusing on the things which seem right now to be insurmountable I have decided to focus on the smaller details which I can influence more immediately. My bike ships tomorrow so it should be here next Tuesday at the latest taking into account the impending Labor Day holiday. As well as getting the bike and the miniature horse (which I am going to have to wait another week on while all the stupid paperwork gets filed ) I’m also planning on refurnishing my bedroom a piece at a time because I have had the current stuff since I was 13 and I didn’t even get to pick it out then. I’m doing this with the idea that it I change enough small things eventually the big things will change as well. I hope I’m right anyway, in the meantime there is hope in the butterfly.
- Mexican butterflies threatened by severe storms (reuters.com)