Hug the horse

It’s Saturday late afternoon as I sit here contemplating cooking dinner. Earlier I was out horse riding with the wind in my hair and a fast beating heart.

I then woke up and realised it was only my imagination. My imagination is rather wide and it never really stops. I often wonder if the things I think about are glimpses to another part of me that doesn’t exist in my current life?

I like to think that we can recall moments in different times that we attribute to “imagination or fantasy”, and that they are really glimpses of something more.Glimpses is past or futures.

The horse riding, I would say is totally made up as I’m petrified of riding. I tried once when I was young and the experience was a shaking blithering me. Full on snot crying to get me off.

Todays picture is Dntice as part of the weekend sales

CREDITS

Light my fire top and jeans from Entice for the weekend sale

Preview of full range here

Reema EVOX head from CATWA

ES0630 hair from Wings

Stella skin from the Skinnery in toffee

Luna body skin from the Skinnery

Classic mesh body from Legacy

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