"Time and experiences had left lines on my face, which had grown deeper, like the dusty trails of my life that I seemed to be retracing."
Reeling from yet another relationship failure, Jerry travels to the American Southwest to spend a couple of months riding his horse, savoring the warm weather, and finding respite from the daily grind. But what begins as a simple escape to the wide-open spaces of Arizona soon becomes a powerful odyssey of self-discovery.
When Jerry comes upon an Indian named Tom in the middle of the Superstition Mountains, he senses that the meeting is no casual...
"Time and experiences had left lines on my face, which had grown deeper, like the dusty trails of my life that I seemed to be retracing."
"Time and experiences had left lines on my face, which had grown deeper, like the dusty trails of my life that I seemed to be retracing."
Reeling from yet another relationship failure, Jerry travels to the American Southwest to spend a couple of months riding his horse, savoring the warm weather, and finding respite from the daily grind. But what begins as a simple escape to the wide-open spaces of Arizona soon becomes a powerful odyssey of self-discovery.
When Jerry comes upon an Indian named Tom in the middle of the Superstition Mountains, he senses that the meeting is no casual...
"Time and experiences had left lines on my face, which had grown deeper, like the dusty trails of my life that I seemed to be retracing."