Maybe it was because I got up too early that day. Maybe it`s because sometimes I tend to see what I want to see. But maybe it`s because we are in Bucharest, precisely in sector 6. The thing I saw was something incredibly strange and beautiful at the same time. I was approaching the bus stop and all of a sudden a white horse came from one of the side streets. From nowhere. He looked so indifferent to the rest of the world, so unconcerned, digging his nose in a garbage hill. And I was standing there, wishing I had taken my camera with me. But I took this moment.
I know there is a superstition about a black cat, crossing the street. Perhaps there could be another one. If you see a white horse, crossing your path, you will have a great day!
Lelde
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