What an awesome day. I took Bertha down to Corona where I worked my ass off taking the old house apart. A good friend stopped to help, and we had a few good laughs about how fucked up the world is today. My wife brought the truck when she got off work, and we packed it full of good usable lumber for our cabin. We stopped at a restaurant and pigged out on some good food. I have to ride my scooter through about three miles of desert trail to get to my cabin, and tonight was really dark, due to the moon being gone. As I was riding down the trail, a pale-white horse appeared out of the darkness. It galloped along in front of me for a good half mile before disappearing back into the darkness. It was magical – just me, my scooter, and the pale-white horse running through the desert darkness.
