There were a lot of other things he no longer had to deal with.
He was like one of those horses,
who having shaken off the jockey,
slow down, dreamily, to a gentle trot,
while the others are still bursting their lungs
in pursuit of a finish line and an order of arrival.
— Alessandro Baricco, from Mr. Gwyn
Notes: Photo Source. Quote: The Journey of Words
and a nice place to find oneself in life.
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It IS wonderful to shake off the jockey and be able to settle to a gentle trot. Loved the photo too.
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Yes, that’s exactly how I felt this Saturday morning and reading this poem. Exactly.
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