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I can hear my heavy boots thudding and crunching against the gravel. I can’t seem to get inside the building fast enough. As I step inside I can feel a sense of welcome rushing over me as I take in the scent of the horses, the hay, and the feed. I’m in the barn, and this is where I belong. My boots thud against the dirt floor and I stop and pet the silky noses of the horses. My mind is just blissfully blank as I enjoy the company of the animals. Horses are so powerful and majestic; and I am completely in love with them.

The lighting is dim inside but bright enough thanks to the sunlight streaming in through the cloudy windows and the doorway at the far end of the aisle way. I feel really happy here, strangely motivated. I can’t stop working, because this is the kind of work I enjoy. My chores at home and my school work have never seen such precision and dedication. I’m at a place I love, around animals I love, and people I like, the outside world just melts away and all I know is the horses and the horse people.

Laurie owns this little piece of heaven. She’s a little taller than I am and she has short, sandy hair and an almost intimidating air about her at first, but you have to get to know her. She’s one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. She shares the barn with her two friends, Cindy and Meredith. Both of them are also nice and they’re all very helpful and kind.

The atmosphere is peaceful here. I’m happy no matter what, unless I’m leaving, which I dread. But there’s no time to think about leaving now, I still have several hours. I wish I could live like this… because this makes me happy. I have friends here, I want to do the work I am assigned, and even the work I’m not told to do. Here I am not lazy, I don’t put things off.

I can appreciate a long day’s work. When the sun has set I can stand and listen to the peaceful sound of the horses munching on their feed. My muscles will ache tomorrow, and I am tired but I feel at peace; with the world and with myself. Today I probably learned so many things that I don’t know about and some day in the future I’ll look back and be grateful. I always learn new things here, whether it’s from the people, from the horses or from myself.

It’s like I’m a different person here. I’m always happy, always willing to be working. But as the day draws to a close, it’s time to leave. My boots thud slower on the ground. I linger behind to pat one more horse and my heart is heavy. I don’t want to leave; the city is not for me. This is the place I belong but I still have to go home at the end of the day. The excitement and happiness from before is dwindling away as I walk back out the door with one last wistful look over my shoulder.

One day I hope to enjoy to this kind of life all the time, when we move away from the city. One day I’ll have some horses of my own to take care of and I can enjoy a thrilling gallop through the fields or a relaxing trail ride… The possibilities could be endless for me. And now I just have to wait for that life to be permanently mine.

Yep, I got 100% on this which is cool. I'm happy because if you couldn't tell I sort of put a lot of thought into this. :P
Unfortunately the barn in my essay was sold and Laurie and the ladies are no longer in the horse business...

I'm still undecided but if I can't have a life with horses I would like to have a life where I can travel and see new places. Which is one of the perks of being a band photographer. ;D


But yeah, I thought I would share since I haven't posted anything in a while.
I still need to finish up my Las Vegas story, write about my friend's birthday party and write about the party i went to yesterday.