117.The Journey with the Horse

Jack We moved on the journey, to each their own thoughts, everyone lost in their problems. We were silent all through the walk, not because just because we had nothing to say, we also didn't want to. What was there to talk and laugh about. As jovial as I was, I didn't have anything to say as well. I was more worried about the state that my darling poor Mia was in more than the awkward silence that trailed us as we walked. On a normal day, I hated silence wherever I was, especially one that was as freezing as this was. I would have found a joke or anything to not make the journey long but right now, I didn't care. I wanted the silence. I needed it as it allowed me to think the way I wanted to. I craved it. I loved it just the way it was. I was worried that we wouldn't get to Mia on time, thinking that the horse wouldn't be able to work as fast as we did. I realized that I was being ridiculous. He kept his pace with us and I was proud, more than impressed. He seemed to have his own story