As a little girl, I was obsessed with everything cowgirl. Lassos, horses, boots, leather--the whole lot of it. I had a really big imagination and was always playing that the back of our chair or a couch cushion was a horse. I loved the clip-clop sound of my small red cowgirl boots hitting our kitchen floor's surface.
Sometimes, parts of our childhood can be forgotten, but there are always those small things that sick out, never to be forgotten. Like a pair of red cowgirl boots.
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p.p.s. Macro life? let's just say I fail at weekly things. I'm busy this summer so can't stay on a posting schedule. maybe this fall.