I have been feeling pretty depressed the past couple months. Haven't even wanted to get out of bed to ride my poor horse. Have made myself, but didn't enjoy it. Today I actually wanted to ride him. I went out in the pasture with his bridle, caught him, gave him his loves, and hopped on. I normally lunge him at least a couple circles, but I didn't today. I just hopped up on him bareback and started to walk around the pasture. I turned pandora on my phone, classical music to calm me and help my rythem, and just because I wanted to listen to music. I trotted him around, asking him to stretch out, he did. It felt amazing, he has such a floaty trot when he wants to. I started to guide him with my seat and legs, and for once he didn't fight me. He listened to every direction change I asked for, I never had to do more than a little pinky wiggle on the reins. I practiced pushing him forward and moving his shoulder. My legs were killing me after about 10 minutes of me keeping contact with his sides with my thighs and knees. He was a dream, it felt like he was reading my mind. I love this horse. When I couldn't keep my legs on him any longer, I slid off, took his bridle off, gave him lots of love. He then followed me back to the gate, where I just had to love on him even more because he is so cute. I can't wait to ride him tomorrow, he gave me what I needed to keep pushing on. I think horses are much smarter than what people give them credit for.