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"Neither Susan nor horses have time for bullshit.' Agree.

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"Horses don't just remind me of my childhood, they remind me of who I wanted to be when I was taking them for granted." So many good lines I wanted to highlight, but this one felt so soulful to me. That bit about rich girl Morgan had me laughing too. Was poetry, let me tell you. I could read about your childhood every week! I went to college in the Midwest, more cornfields than horses. Still, reading your piece made me nostalgic for some reason. But the first horse I rode was my (Caribbean/very non-elite) boyfriend's quarter horse. (What the hell is a horse that size doing on such a small island you may ask, but there are salt-of-the-earth horse people everywhere not just the elite equestrian types.) I was about 15. Nowhere to gallop, so I trotted along on this gorgeous chocolate steed on a quiet street. My boyfriend had the reins, but I was terrified. Way too hot. But felt grand and stately at the same time. Guess a horse can do that to you, as you know more than me. My mom always dreamt of galloping wildly on horseback in an open field. Sadly, she has mobility challenges now, so it will never happen. But I'll let her read this:) She'll love Apache! What a beauty!

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