Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Jesse

I use to ride horses. That was my first love, and then writing, or writing about horses. And if you want to write or talk about love, Jesse was true love. In my story, god bought Jesse back, for some outrageous amount of money just to embarrass the people so much they couldn't refuse it, and the gelding is sitting in a pasture, waiting so that when things are normal again, I can go see him.

I can go see him.

Backwards.

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