I had a dream today. A doctor told me that I had a disease which would cause me to become blind and have weak bones, so it would be too dangerous for me to ride or do any physical activities. I asked him what exactly he meant by that, in which he responded that I would never be able to ride a horse or "run around with them and do whatever funny stuff I do" again.

I spit in his face and told him that I would rather ride, be with, train, and play with horses and die than live without them. Then I left, because I figured he would try to justify himself with something he had learned in medical school.

I don't care what kind of degree you have, buddy. You don't stand in my way. Especially when you're standing in front of my horses.