Monthly archives: February, 2014

A note about high school and peer pressure.

I was eight when I began horseback riding.  I rode every weekend once or twice a week and it was one of the only things I did that made me feel whole.  I competed in shows and was not all that bad, but I never competed outside of the schooling shows at my barn because…


Ten years ago, ten years later. You are my light.

Out of plain curiosity (and writer’s block), I decided to look up what I was doing ten years ago to the day in my Livejournal.  I don’t know if that makes me cool because I’ve been blogging for over ten years or if that makes my existence very sad. Ten years ago, I was 17…