You know, it's amazing that, nomatter how fucked up your life may seem, loving someone with absolutely all that you have in your heart and sould will somehow make it all seem better.

Last night I found out that my uncle had sent my horse, Renegade, to the auction in Cookville TN. I had hoped and prayed that he wouldn't sell...Renny was bsolutely my baby. Noone had the same impact on him as I did, and he would rear up on anyone else who would get on his back except for me. He was literally my pet, and that was that.

But of course as my luck would have it, he was the one horse who sold.....

So, I've spent the last four hours crying my eyes out. Fucking my luck.

But somehow, having Eben here makes me feel better, even though I have been feeling like shit all day...