Together with my horse, who was my brother, I traveled through spaces like the wind across the steppes of Eurasia. Just for the sake of traversing them. What more could you want from life? Knowing that it is only a matter of time before our star will consume this wonderful planet we live on. And with that, everything that has happened here and will ever happen.
That’s what all seemed important.
So then, there on the steppes, I felt the joy of fulfilment. There was only one thing on my mind.
Cities…
The world is incomprehensible to me. Not guessed. And yet it attracts me with its magical envelope. Sometimes I sat on the edge of cities. Wondering what it’s like there. The world of money. Possession of all kinds of goods. Surround yourself with them. And I? Wind closed in a bottle ceases to be wind. For someone who travels across the steppes only with his brother, a horse, every additional thing becomes a burden. Therefore, if I entered the world of cities, I would be a poor person there. Yet this world seemed so interesting to me.
The alarm clock rang. I woke up because it was time to get up for school.
It was just a dream…