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This morning Zoloft and I awoke around eight a.m after a lousy sleep, again. It was delightfully cool. The Boy Scouts next door were making breakfast and packing up to leave. I had the brilliant idea to ask them for any of their remaining water because my Water tank in the horse trailer is very low and there is no water available at this site, for neither man nor beast. They kindly filled up Rio’s water buckets and asked me questions about my horse. Told them that when I was about fifty I decided, “Hey, I can buy me a horse!…….. Get a college education and when you’re older you can get what you want too.” They were from El Paso and ranged in age from eleven to fourteen.