You don't know me, not like you know Ditzy Doo, but I'm just as old. I'm writing my story because she did, because I might as well, because it breaks the drudgery of normal life. Pick a reason, I couldn't care less.

No matter, be ready to read about the shit this world has thrown at us, at all of us. Because I'm stuck on this Celestia forsaken rock with you so I might as well give you the pleasure of learning just how much pain one stallion can go through over two centuries. Joy.