Hacking out on some trails w me on Baloume and Mother on Zeus |
I love being at the barn. I wish I could live at the barn with my horses, not in their stall per se but maybe like cute loft apartment above the barn. The barn is my sacred place, it's my safe haven where all the worries of the world just melt away as soon as I step through those doors. It's the place that all my friends know not to disturb me at, and they also know that if I am talking to them while I'm at the barn, then they better count themselves damn special. There's not anywhere else that I would rather be when I am at the barn. However, being at the barn does come with an asterisks mark, as that's the one place (besides the gym I would think, but maybe another post on that?) that I think it's not always so easy trying to look glamorous, or at the very least, dolled up.