The old mare let out a large sigh from her lungs.
She hated walking through Ponyville, or at least what they called Ponyville. It had changed so much during her lifetime, from a small town where everypony knew everypony, to this large metropolis. She detested walking though the town square, but today she had to in order to get back home.
"Would you care to buy a fresh baked apple pie?" A young filly asked her. Without replying, the mare threw a few bits on the filly's homemade pie stand, and put the pie in her satchel.
The food tasted so much better back her in day, she thought to herself, but her thoughts were quickly interrupted. "Could you use a new hat? Only five bits!" The mare once again sighed, tossed five bits, placed the item upon her head, and carried on.
Clothing was made with such higher quality back in her day, she thought to herself.
Her thoughts were once again interrupted when a pony dressed in what looked to clown outfit, stepped in front of her.
"And what are you supposed to be?" She wondered.
Before any response could be given, a pony shouted in awe, causing everypony's attention to be given to him.
It looked like a young colt had just met one of his heroes. A Wonderbolt was about signing autographs for fans, it appeared.
"Wonderbolts were so much more talented in my day."
As she hurried on her way back home, the mare trotted by a newly opened animal shelter. Looking in, she saw what appeared to be a mare overwhelmed by the many different animals. The mare shook her head.
Caretakers were so much better back in her day.
She had finally made it home, tired from her walk through Ponyville, the mare fell down on her bed. Twilight looked in the mirror, and at the picture she had sitting by it. A younger her, with her many friends. Twilight sighed.
She had friends back in her day.