I have a sudden mad desire to be a horse again. Youi know when you're little, and you go round pretending you're a fairy or a princess or soemthing? i was always a horse. They make pretty noises and are wild and free, and they can be gentle and beautiful or terrible and angry, and i was very wise and a magic horse so i could fly and I was sometimes a beautiful graceful white horse, and other times i was a small patch brown and white pony/shetland, and sometiems i was a dark black horse of the night, evil and strong, and proud of the evil master i carried o my back, but falling in love with the white horse...yes and i played all these parts on my own... i was a strange kid...happy days...