I found my white horse, where is my Prince Charming?
Saw horses grazing the other day as the train roared on in the picturesque English countryside. One caught my eye because it was WHITE.
It looked something like this:
But a little bit dirtier -__-
Anyway I remember thinking to myself "I've found the white horse but my Prince Charming is no where to be found".
Pfffft. Wistful thinking.