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In my earlier post, I mentioned learning more about myself, and not caring for it. I should clarify that I don't care for the learning about myself, not for what I'm learning. The stuff that I'm finding is probably stuff that I knew all along, but never considered my true feelings on it until someone asked me about it point blank.


My father and I have been having a conversation about karma and luck. He informed me one day my luck will run out (what with riding being such a risky behavior, and all). I told him I agreed, and he asked why I continue to do it then. I told him that I'm banking on my luck running out, and I'm increasing my chances of dying happy.

I haven't slept in 3 days. One of the dogs has been freaking out at night, and I can't get him to calm down, so I can't sleep. I'm exhausted. I've worked non stop since Sunday (I know, it's only Tuesday), tonight I had a thing for my mom's business, and tommarow I have horses, errons, and yoga. At least there will be Criminal Minds and CSI: NY

I cannot decide if a bath is a good idea or not. I have a headache.

I did get my boots and riding gear today. I'll post pictures for the foot freaks ( ) later.