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IF ONE WERE only an Indian, instantly alert, and on a racing horse, leaning against the wind, kept on quivering jerkily over the quivering ground, until one shed one's spurs, for there needed no spurs, threw away the reins, for there needed no reins, and hardly saw that the land before one was smoothly shorn heath when horse's neck and head would be already gone.
Here I had his dream and became a Sardinian. Living your dream is such a strong feeling, when you forget your name, your career, your favourite sushi, your movies sunday night, and just have your eyes sparkling, body on fire, and the desire to run with your horse.
Not an indian, Sardinian😍
Thank you @sella_sarda for living a dream to die for.
Thank you amazing @omegaofharmony for making pictures of me riding a dream😍 (Second image shows that horse actually wasn’t that happy about modelling😅) #horses #horsesofig #cavalli #springtime #blossom #sardegna #sabbatical #nodesign at SELLA SARDA