you have things, and then things have you.

First was a cow, then other, then other and then they didn't stop appearing. First as shadows, then white and black.

Before two cars were passing by, one driving away and the other coming. Old ones, brighting ones.

Bark bark bark. Free riders of the streets, announcing its presence while walking. Not here, not there, but everywhere. -ok, doggie we're going to respect each other-

21 cows. The man in charge was biking, one hand driving and the other sticking the last cow.

The sun keep on falling and shades growing. Again the night was closer. At this time, the cows could be seen of the size of an ant, disappearing little by little behind the road.