I'd like to think that that horse and me are some kind of kin - patient, yet yearning for the unbridled life. We make our halfhearted breaks for freedom, searching for a slightly different perspective of that same old mountain.
Meanwhile, another year begins, and we keep on plugging...
[came across this article by chance... it stirred an aching in my heart so deep and so profound i have reason to believe noone will be able to truly understand..]
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