Sitting in the Shower with Bottles of Cider

Sitting in the Shower, With Bottles of Cider

First Rain

I'm not in the shower today. I'm in the rain... which is technically a shower.

I smelled rain for the first time in months. Heavy, wonderful rain. Snow has a smell too, but nothing like rain.

Nothing like the first rain of the season.

Spring is here at last.

Most ponies ran inside, taking cover from the wet... but my job has me outside all the time... so any coldness that I might have felt... I was prepared for it. As I stared up at the sky, I... felt content for the first time in a long time. Drops landed on my snout... and I didn't care. For once, all was just... as it should have been. Rain has an indescribable smell... It's almost sweet. Like sugar.

Rain must be the tears of happiness of an Equestria that is ravaged by harsh winters, for this winter was particularly so.

I...

You can't see my tears here, in this rain. I am so... content... it's wonderful.

For once I... I'm at peace. It doesn't even matter that I've spent my life alone. I'm just here... with the ground and the earth. The sky, clouds and the rain.

I just... am.

And that's alright.

I think I'll sit here a little longer... close my eyes... and let it fall.