Personal Narrative: Horse Jumping

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I dreamed that I was competing in a horse jumping show. I arrived and got on my horse only to realize that I had not worn the correct, institution approved shoes. I was barred from competeting. I had to walk my horse with shame and embarrassment out of the arena, back through all the other correctly shod competitors. But then my horse got scared of some inanimate object sitting at one side of the arena and I couldn 't get it to move at all. So I was stuck, in front of everyone, in the wrong shoes. I love Robbie. Recently In Edinburgh I made Arthur sit with me and watch a bunch of his music videos. I saw the lobster but I 've not seen Weiner. I 'll aim to watch it, and Gloria Vanderbilt too, before we have