Marc Bolan blasts my speakers, my lungs breathe pure atmosphere for the tenth day, I can smell things, work is in a slow but steady climb that will erupt in a number of weeks, and a new year has begun on so many levels.
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Yeah, I know it comes with the territory. My toe was a little sore and a little swollen, and I could feel the blood rushing to it, but it's fine today. Even is she had bit me, she'd have gotten my boot, which thankfully offers a pretty decent amount of protection. She's not a small girl to begin with, but I've never seen her without the foal. It'll be interesting to see what I get when it's on the ground. I'm praying for a black colt. *crosses fingers* And a mare that kicks ass in the gaming ring.