2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
2024, carousel edition. Now I can tag some of the people in my life who made this year shine ✨
I have no festive photos to post for Christmas Eve so… Merry Sonic???? I mean there’s that Christmas song that says “five golden rings”… so it works… get it. Golden rings. Like Sonic. …ANYWAY HAPPY HOLIDAYS 🎄🎄🎄
I have no festive photos to post for Christmas Eve so… Merry Sonic???? I mean there’s that Christmas song that says “five golden rings”… so it works… get it. Golden rings. Like Sonic. …ANYWAY HAPPY HOLIDAYS 🎄🎄🎄
I have no festive photos to post for Christmas Eve so… Merry Sonic???? I mean there’s that Christmas song that says “five golden rings”… so it works… get it. Golden rings. Like Sonic. …ANYWAY HAPPY HOLIDAYS 🎄🎄🎄
I can’t believe after 2 years, tonight is the last night of the Eras Tour. I am not being hyperbolic when I say that the only bright spot of my almost a year of recovering from my broken leg was attending the Eras Tour in August of 2023. It was the only event I didn’t cancel during my bed rest; I said the only thing that would keep me from seeing Taylor live was a goddamn coma so I spent a week straight hand bedazzling my medical boot, navigated SoFi stadium on a knee scooter with the help of an incredible friend, and (with the help of crazy pain killers) had one of the most memorable nights of my life. Taylor is the reason I got through the darkest period of my life, the reason I realized I deserved better in my relationship where I felt like I was nothing, and the reason why I have “long story short, I survived” tattooed on my arm to remind me to keep fighting. Thank you, Taylor, for giving us two years of your life for this tour and your loving Swifties. You mean a lot to us. 🫶🏽
I can’t believe after 2 years, tonight is the last night of the Eras Tour. I am not being hyperbolic when I say that the only bright spot of my almost a year of recovering from my broken leg was attending the Eras Tour in August of 2023. It was the only event I didn’t cancel during my bed rest; I said the only thing that would keep me from seeing Taylor live was a goddamn coma so I spent a week straight hand bedazzling my medical boot, navigated SoFi stadium on a knee scooter with the help of an incredible friend, and (with the help of crazy pain killers) had one of the most memorable nights of my life. Taylor is the reason I got through the darkest period of my life, the reason I realized I deserved better in my relationship where I felt like I was nothing, and the reason why I have “long story short, I survived” tattooed on my arm to remind me to keep fighting. Thank you, Taylor, for giving us two years of your life for this tour and your loving Swifties. You mean a lot to us. 🫶🏽
I can’t believe after 2 years, tonight is the last night of the Eras Tour. I am not being hyperbolic when I say that the only bright spot of my almost a year of recovering from my broken leg was attending the Eras Tour in August of 2023. It was the only event I didn’t cancel during my bed rest; I said the only thing that would keep me from seeing Taylor live was a goddamn coma so I spent a week straight hand bedazzling my medical boot, navigated SoFi stadium on a knee scooter with the help of an incredible friend, and (with the help of crazy pain killers) had one of the most memorable nights of my life. Taylor is the reason I got through the darkest period of my life, the reason I realized I deserved better in my relationship where I felt like I was nothing, and the reason why I have “long story short, I survived” tattooed on my arm to remind me to keep fighting. Thank you, Taylor, for giving us two years of your life for this tour and your loving Swifties. You mean a lot to us. 🫶🏽
I can’t believe after 2 years, tonight is the last night of the Eras Tour. I am not being hyperbolic when I say that the only bright spot of my almost a year of recovering from my broken leg was attending the Eras Tour in August of 2023. It was the only event I didn’t cancel during my bed rest; I said the only thing that would keep me from seeing Taylor live was a goddamn coma so I spent a week straight hand bedazzling my medical boot, navigated SoFi stadium on a knee scooter with the help of an incredible friend, and (with the help of crazy pain killers) had one of the most memorable nights of my life. Taylor is the reason I got through the darkest period of my life, the reason I realized I deserved better in my relationship where I felt like I was nothing, and the reason why I have “long story short, I survived” tattooed on my arm to remind me to keep fighting. Thank you, Taylor, for giving us two years of your life for this tour and your loving Swifties. You mean a lot to us. 🫶🏽
I can’t believe after 2 years, tonight is the last night of the Eras Tour. I am not being hyperbolic when I say that the only bright spot of my almost a year of recovering from my broken leg was attending the Eras Tour in August of 2023. It was the only event I didn’t cancel during my bed rest; I said the only thing that would keep me from seeing Taylor live was a goddamn coma so I spent a week straight hand bedazzling my medical boot, navigated SoFi stadium on a knee scooter with the help of an incredible friend, and (with the help of crazy pain killers) had one of the most memorable nights of my life. Taylor is the reason I got through the darkest period of my life, the reason I realized I deserved better in my relationship where I felt like I was nothing, and the reason why I have “long story short, I survived” tattooed on my arm to remind me to keep fighting. Thank you, Taylor, for giving us two years of your life for this tour and your loving Swifties. You mean a lot to us. 🫶🏽
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
There’s a thing that fucking sucks about being an equestrian. Sometimes the horse that you love with your whole goddamn heart isn’t the right horse for you anymore for any number of reasons, and you have to sell them to a new wonderful home. Aragorn and I have never been the perfect fit: he’s pretty small, he and I both have crazy anxiety which is an endless circle of spooking and panic, and sometimes it’s just a fact that the rider and horse are just a complicated match. That was only in the saddle though. Every other second of every day, he was my perfect angel boy. I love him with my whole heart and soul and he will always be my heart horse. Thanks to @cellardoorequestrian who I trust with my life, she has found him a perfect and loving new home, so I am not worried. I will miss him. Always. No photos of us riding— that wasn’t the most important thing to me with him. Only pictures of us and our partnership because goddamn we were partners. He’s saved my ass in the saddle more times than he or I have spooked. I’ll miss sharing apples. I taught him how to give me kisses on the cheek, and he was a good listener. I know his new owner will love him. Please scroll all the way to the last two videos in this carousel— it’s him running in a huge field, happier than I’ve ever seen him, with the sunset so perfect in the background it looks like it was directed by Denis Villeneuve. All this to say. I love you Drambuie Z aka Aragorn. “I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” And my time with you was the best timeline. I’ll never be alone. 🖤
Alright, recap time, right? 2024 sure was A YEAR and days sure did pass. But looking back and sifting through all the horrors, I did have some incredible moments that make all of it worth it. Growing my group of found family (and fulfilling my 2023 resolution to go out of town to visit more loved ones thanks to them), I went to Japan for almost a month, I came out of cosplay semi-retirement, I returned to Hakone and spent a wonderful time traveling with a dear friend, I made the most of the last moments with Aragorn before I sold him to a new incredible home, I went to Tokyo Disney, I got to do the One Piece pilgrimage in Kumamoto, I’m up 2 new tattoos, I passed the one year anniversary of shattering my leg after being run over by a horse, I turned 30, I saw whale sharks in Osaka, and oh yeah did you know I went to Japan? I feel like I didn’t mention that. But seriously, there was so much to be thankful for this year, and I’m propping myself up to survive ‘25. This year has changed me in a way that I will always be grateful for; I know myself, my goals, and my heart even more now. The people I cherish in my life are all those who I know are good at heart; no twisted words or frightening egos. Spending 30 years building a nest of peace is starting to pay off! And all joking about japan aside, I’m really determined to complete a year long immersive language program and reach JLPT N2 starting sometime in ‘25 or ‘26. Traveling alone for as long as I did really sparked the need to venture outside of my comfort zone more, and living life in another country— one that I loved developing a little routine in Tsukiji and wandering and exploring and spending a lot of my time not just doing nerd things in— feels like the next step for me. We all know next year is gonna be a bit of a rough one, but we will have each other. And anime figurines. That’s important too.
