Beautiful morning here in my home town. It's 6.45 am and I'm ready for my morning shift at the stables.
Exhaustion is a puzzling thing. On many days that I swear I couldn't bring myself to do one more thing, but for some reason I have to, and the exhaustion just sort of reverses itself. It's like you can just push through it.
I finished my 14 hour work day at 11.30pm last night and here I am, up and feeling very much okay.










