His name was Jake. He was one of my closest friends or so I thought. It was a cold day in december, snow flakes were just begining to fall. I was outside, working with my brothers’ black stallion, Devil, when my cell phone rang. It was Jake, he had asked me to come over and… Continue reading His Name Was Jake
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This Perfect Moment; Live & Let Live
It’s cold again; another day spent shivering and holding my body trying to find warmth. One more cold day and I will surrender. I will lay down in the snow and let it bury me in an ice coffin. I cannot survive in these dire temperatures.