she makes some snide sarcastic remark and then looks over at me to see if my face is angry or not. she does it almost every time because she always remembers that i am 20 and she is 12, i am the one who is always forgetting. the fact that she is 12 melts out of my mind, and i talk to her like she is my age and we have known each other our whole lives.

later she grasps my hands and tells me that she wants me to be the first person to ride bogey, her three-year-old fireball. i am so excited for her i almost can't contain myself, and find myself almost in tears remembering how i felt when i got my first horse. im glad that she trusts me and wants to be able to do things like that for me. she is a twelve year old way beyond her own years, i can see so much of myself in her it scares me. i want so much for her, and all of my summer family it hurts sometimes. but it is almost always a good hurt.

i am sad that my summer is almost over, i was really enjoying work, and even going to all the shows and not showing. i was really falling into this nice routine, of work and play, and the two combined sometimes.... and now i am in for just simply work.

i bust my ass too hard at school to have much fun, which is something i have to change. last year was so much better than freshman year, and now i hope that with a little more fun this year can be better than the last...

here's to a great summer, and hopefully an even better fall....