Dear Princess Celestia,

Sometimes, I just want to be an ordinary pony with ordinary problems. I thought the time off we discussed, and maybe some independent research, would help me feel more like myself in the wake of all the danger and incredible circumstances I've been put through.

I've studied all the possibilities, and come to a conclusion: there is literally no way I could have been more wrong.

[Despite the tags, there is not - and will not be - clop in this story. ]
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