salut friendos, my name is lauren. a brief intro: i'm in my twenties, i'm a reluctant cochlear implant recipient, and a passionate (albeit lazy and uninspired at times) artist and writer. i was lucky to have a phenomenal horse named spooky, who has since shaped and formed my entire outlook on life worth living. here i blog about horses, my life, and the legacy he's left behind in his passing. AETERNUM VALE, SPOOKATIEL.
above all a knowing that the horse’s merit cannot be weighed in gold or pounds or sticks — nor can it be conferred to anything of substance. a horse’s measure is as transient as the violent beauty of sundown; it has an image — a beginning and an end, but nothing can be made tangible from it.