Back at work. The small room, the blue computer screens, the loud voices and the endless discussions. At first I panic. I go into the bathroom, sit down and breathe deeply. Please let this be over soon. I want my future to reach into my present and pull me out of here. If I need to stay help me open up to what keeps me here.
I'm not crazy about being back at work but my future points it nose towards the walk she knows will happen. When it does not immediately manifests she sighs and settles into her blanket, all the time keeping a hopeful eye on me, knowing I've never let her down before.
She lays waiting, dreaming of a walk filled with interesting smells and distant barks. There will be tall grasses to leap over and a last burst of sunlight will illuminate a tree revealing it's true form before dusk absorbs it. Turning the corner we will meet up with a few horses.The moment will be filled with long remembered memories, sounds and smells.
I can hardly wait.
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