Orb.

It's June, the sun is still peeking its face just slightly over the mountain and I have a sweater on. I guess this is June-Gloom. I, myself, am gloomy. There is no real reason for said gloominess. It's an emotion that has reared its ugly head for some odd reason or another and it too shall pass.

I saved a dog's life and kept her. Her name is Trona, named after the Trona Pinnacles (see picture above) where I found her. Trona is the polar opposite of my Sierra Havana. Trona is my nightmare dog and everything I never wanted in a dog but I just can't help but love her anyway. I'm a Doberman person and she's a Chesapeake Bay Retriever/Choc Lab mix. Dobermans listen and Retrievers do not. They also have long tails that knock water glasses off of coffee tables, thick long hair that sticks to everything, and attention deficit disorder. Maybe that's why I love her, because I understand where she's coming from. I'm clumsy, I shed long dark hair on everything and I'm most certainly ADD. Or so WebMD and all the ADD med advertisements on TV have told me.

I also started getting back into horses, and please put on the record that I state that with utter disdain. I get sucked into this vortex of ponies and more ponies and nothing but ponies. A few months ago I was planning my next trip somewhere around the world and now I'm looking to spend said ticket money on an expensive saddle. What the FUCK is wrong with me? Maybe it's been too long since I've been on a plane. It's been almost a year since I've had some out-of-California adventure. Thankfully I have an E-ticket in my inbox, and I'm going out of state in July. I'm hoping that redirects my focus on travel. Adventures are far less frustrating than a 1200 pound animal. Focus. On. Adventures.

I don't know how people sit still in the same place for so long. Considering I'm a hermit, I don't REALLY understand myself. I never want to do anything other than sit at home and save my mere pennies for hobbies. But then I get restless because I don't do anything other than sit at home. For once I'm in an environment that at least keeps me outside enough to be happy enough.  I guess that is not saying much.