confessions from the bed

its 1 am and I cant sleep and I thought I should write, then I realized I might as well type.
I read LustForLikes first and skimmed through the second chapter of the book he’s writing.
Its completely insane so it must be brilliant. I dont understand enough to see the ”red line” in it but I am certain there is one.

When lying in bed being unable to sleep I thought about things I want to have done before I die. I would like to create myself a name. In some way. This could occur in various ways, one is by writing excellent teen books and getting some award for that. But the guy who wrote Eragon already did that (at least for the fantasy genre) and Joanna Campbell did it for the horse genre. Another way is to take over my fathers company and turn it from slightly downhill to mount everest uphill … Third way could be creating my own webdesign or design or florist company and spreading my knowledge and works that way.
Another way could be breeding. Have heaps of horses and make sure the finest of that breed came from my place. This is probably the most impossible one. hehe….

Another thing I have been thinking about is that I dont want a horseless life. I want an icelandic horse. Mostly because they are cool, Personal, Safe and Beautiful but also the fact that adults riding ponies are looked down on contributes. 😉

I would like to see a Gallop race in real life. I have now read ~10 books on the subject and I intend to look in to it much further. See if there’s anything like it in sweden. that would be very cool.

The country I REALLY would like to visit (top on my list) is Iceland. Not Australia, not Peru not any other fachinating interesting country. Iceland tops all. Not only because of the horses, the interesting language and the nature but because of the history and the old age and culture.

I have been moody and gloomy lately, I think for the first time every the greyness of late fall is making me so. I shall try to snap out of it as soon as possible .

Hugs to all willing.