Thoughts of a Cowboy
Howdy! Well,I gotta rodeo later on today, as I said in the last entry. Im really pray'n that I do something this time,so I dont have to come back here,and write about fall'n on my head once again! I should be in bed,but I cant sleep. I guess I'll be able to wake up in time to get ready,and go pick up Shayla. And while Im on "Shayla",I just found out,that Jamie,my Ex,and her friend Daniel Temple,are going to make an appearance aswell. Figures,that I would have to deal with that,while Im trying to concentrate on riding my draw. I seem to have the dumbest luck,than anyone. Im mean,who would of thought that Jamie was going to be there. Its not that,I dont like em,its just that I really need to concentrate. And haveing to think of Jamie,beeing there with some other guy,or even worse,trying to hit on my bull riding friends..... Well,that just doesnt fly,when your trying to concentrate. I swear,I just wished that I would just forget about er,but it just isnt that easy... Its like no matter how mad I get,or done with the whole thing,like I say I am.... I just always start to feel bad when she comes around. It really,really sux. Sometimes,I think Im nuts,but then again,I just get too attached...I mean I wont just date anyone,and when your that picky,its hard to forget about it. Well,anyhow Im gonna try to forget about it,as much as I can for tomorrow,so I can get this thing done! If I do end up winning,I will just end up,paying everything that I owe off. But thats a feeling of self security,I supose. When you think about it,a bull rider,isnt to much more than a,compulsive gambler. Its sort of like the ,Garth Brooks,song"Rodeo",says. We'll sell off everything we own,just to pay the price,to play the game. And on top of that,we put our lives at stake,every time we climb on. But no matter what happens,....If we're able,we just gotta do it again. People dont see that,when they see the rodeo cowboy,but speaking as one,...I do. Next time you look at a broken up ol'cowboy,just set there,and look at em for just a minute. And then realize that this cowboy,puts his life on the line,all the time,just to hear that crowd roar,one more time. Even if its just a few seconds,its what we live for. Ive been thinking about this for some time now,and after I watched the movie" A Knight's Tale",...I realized something. I said 'Hey... Thats us....Thats me... What Im getting at,is when the knights,run furously at each other,with a big long stick"A Lance",and smash into one another,not knowing if thats the last time,or if he'll live to ride another day. But the one thing that the knight has in common with us,is that he doesnt let injury,or the possibility of death,slow him down... Nope not him... Hes just doing what he loves... The cheering crowd,the travel,sometimes the money,and the biggest things of all..... The searching of the mistress of his dreams,and honoring his King."Our God" Its all traits of a cowboy.... SO what Im saying is that the next time you look at a "rodeo cowboy",..look close....Not at his gruff appearance,but beyond all that. If you look hard enough,you'll prolly get a glimps of athousand years ago,and a thousand more to come... A modern gladiator, if you will.... Think about it... From the depths,of a hardened hearted cowboy,their is a soft spot,.....that soft spot is a passion,...a passion for the past,and for the people,of today.... Signing out.. From a cowboy who knows>....... And a friend to all ~Josh L~ PS. God be with you,and may your dreams come true. Good night to all......