The Prompt: I resolve to break out of loops.
Alternate Prompt: I resolve to break out of loops.
Sun rises. Down to breakfast. Up to the bathroom. Out to the fields.
Rotate the fields. Load up the cart. Stack them even. No, too much to the right. Are you listening?
Pull it. Put your back into it. Dump them out. Get a feel for the field. Get a feel for the crops.
Follow the lines. Feel them. Concentrate. That tingle in your hooves. Run a hoof over the rock. Another one. Another. Another. Feel it again. Success.
Now repeat that. Just like he taught you. The family business.
In for lunch. No talking. No horsing around. It’s the middle of season. Don’t you know?
Up to the bathroom. Out to the fields.
Sun sets. In for supper. Up to the bathroom. Into the tub. Clean and ready for bed.
Put it off. Drag out your friends. Sisters laugh. Don’t mind. Just smile. Keep smiling.
Go to sleep.
Sun rises. Down to breakfast. Up to the bathroom. Out to the fields.
On your own today. Alone. Lonely.
Work slow. Work steady. Nose that rock along. Find its home.
Just like yesterday.
Just like the day before that.
The week before.
The month.
The year.
Just like tomorrow.
Just like the day after that.
The week after.
The month.
The year.
Look up. Sigh. Give in.
Ground shakes. Shocks. Something comes. Something wonderful. You can’t look away from the wave of pure color as it sweeps towards you, a twitch in your flank telling you that you should run, that you should hide. You ignore the twitch. It sweeps over your, shocking you and nearly sending you sprawling back. You feel something. Just like the rocks, but different. The clouds are gone. The sun is shining and a beautiful rainbow appears in the sky as mist settles down around you.
You know what the feeling is as it tugs at the corners of your mouth and widens your eyes to the world and its wonders.
It’s joy.
And you’ll never let it go.