Tonight at the stables we had SIDEWAYS rain. And not just sideways. It was ANTARCTIC sideways rain. The type that doesn’t so much fall, as punch you in the brain via your earhole.
Ideal circumstances for stumbling around a ten acre paddock in the dark looking for a cranky thoroughbred.
I think I have gone deaf from the sideways rain. *shakes head, hears sloshy sound*
In more good news, it has rained so much the dams here are at a quarter of their capacity. And yes, we DO get excited about that. So very muchly to be thanking the cosmos for the damp stuff, even if it did get on my brain.
*thumbs up to the weather, special shout out to Barry Pitman*
And in ADDITIONAL good news, it has rained so much here the arena in which I was going to perform my embarrassing exploding-through-the-fence horse trick perfectly executed extended trot has flooded to the tune of OMFG. So my dressage test has been postponed, giving me more time to crash insanely and at high speed through barriers practice.
And yes, folks…I think I have finally hit the wall. Tonight is the night. And why? Because I have a massive freakin’ deadline to meet and have no chance of getting to bed before midnight tonight. And yes, Monkeys, I can hear your :
NYAR-HA!!!
from here. Aaaaaaaaall the way across the Pacific Ocean…. J Also, thanks to
ultraviolet9a for the hair-stroking and the soothing. And the mental licking of Sam Vimes. Wishing you a safe and happy end to your Winchesteresque galavanting
*thinks about what to post tonight, cannot decide*
Forgiving You
The love of your life
or the lives that you love
cruel choice
never to be as simple
as feel this, do that
feel that, do this
always to be tearstained roads
always to be joyful paths
running parallel with grief
You would have me offer you my life
dedicate the rest of it
to teaching you to love
yourself
in spite of hidden pains
secretive guilt
upside down smiles
the faith you place in me
suspended between us
with the faith I have in you
a floating brilliance
enough to bear us both
I would have the world turn backwards
apportion and return the blame
to expedited hours
find your reasons laid bare
base and decoded
undo this lethal
knot of doubt
that binds us both
as prisoners on this
pointless chain gang
The both of us destined
for disappointment.
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