I do feel out of balance at times, but it's my own equilibrium in question. Since my last horse, Malcolm, died in December '10, I have to rely on Partners' horses for my Riding Fix, and there have been weeks at a time where that has gone unsatisfied. This is bad. I need my canters. You can see from my picture that I'm happy, relaxed, in sync cantering Vinny. Family doesn't do that for me. A canter is a cure for every ill. It's occasionally a substitute for sex. God I need a canter.
I wonder if I'm safe telling my Absurd blog the truth, or will it leak out? No one is reading it as yet, but that might change. Hello? If you're reading, post a comment.