BEEP!

BEEP!

BEE-
A slam could be heard from outside my- WONDERFUL- -aboad that I own, it was me, I made that slam...I guess that's kinda all I can input as a thought for this morning huh?

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"Damn I really need breakfast more than I thought" I grumbled to myself while I began to prepare my arms to bring me up when I realized something, after a long pause-

Cue the groaning

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh but that would mean I'd have to get up.", Not that I thought the simple task was meaningless or hard it's just the parts afterward that I disliked

"Buuuuuuuuut if I were to stay in the comfort and softness of this blanket, so nice." Annnnnd train of thought process gone "What if I were to just take a couple seconds in soaking this wonderfully crafted creation made of cotton, j-just for a bit of course, yes just for a-" a yawn came from my mouth as if my body was telling me I knew where this was going, which to be fair I did

"-bit." and thus the day went back to being another normal Saturday.

"Wait", my mind now slowly working it's cognitive powers, were starting to tell me something...work

A universal sound of stress exiting the body could be heard, it was a sigh, a sigh of many I've made so nothing new but a sad sigh nonetheless, a sigh of disappointment and strength losing within the breeze of the air lost to time as the story behind such loss of hope.

"Okay let's not oversell this too brain" I spoke aloud in the attempt- sadly in vain-to combat my over attentive brain because I mean, what else are you gonna do when your alone and need to start working

"Shit, work" Mentally cursing but also thanking myself for remembering

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd there goes my wonderful me time albeit brief but sweet isolation from other people, I stood up out of bed and walked down stairs to be welcomed by the living room.

And thus started my daily routine of putting out good ol' reliable cereal. Grabbing it on hand while it was on a stool next to my couch from..last night's attempt to forget.

"Not like I hate people or anyone in particular, I just dislike being an odd one out in almost anything" I said to justify my disinterest in socializing I chuckled, I always seem to try to justify my thoughts so I can reassure myself I'm doing something right.

I began to walk over to the kitchen which wasn't big itself but it blended with the living room seemingly well so I didn't complain much, I stared at it for a bit rather than making a mere glance...much.

I mean to their credit I'd be a lot more scared and concerned that a alien claiming to be of a different world was just brought here out of the blue. I thought as I scavenged for any milk that may have thought it was free from my reign of hunger and thirst.

"heh" I allowed myself to laugh a little at that as I held the lone survivor within my hands as a reward for my successful search.

Then I poured the universal drink into my bowl filled with "Celestia's treasury of sugars" I frowned, "I should've probably picked something more healthy" I said while staring at the the imagery of the white horse but after a long pause I continued my motions as normal so that I don't lose track of time and while putting away the cereal box I pondered what my original thought was until it clicked.

As I picked up my spoon I finished my last thought with a heartfelt tone of sincerity and warmth , "I guess that just goes to show how peaceful and wonderful they are" I began eating but pondered why I suddenly went from the idiotic rambles of my normalness to something so...real, something so sincere of sheer gratitude and love.

When I was finished drinking the milk I began to think aloud again "Maybe I should thank Twilight and her friends today, just to stop by and say thanks for everything leading up to this, it's the least I could do since they've helped with everything" I for once in a long, long time since I came here even dating back to when I was where I was supposed to be, smiled, a genuine heartfelt smile of content of pure love and appreciation.

"Brain that was one of the most if not, best idea you've had since we've gotten here"

No problem man, that's what I'm here for.

I began to pick up my bowl and turned around and spoke again out loud to distract myself from focusing on the sentimentality of it for too long "Man if I was more sane I'd probably be questioning why I need my brain to avoid my loneliness." Then I bent my head over forward and stopped in a standing position with bowl still in hand in front of the sink, shocked with mouth open, realizing how suddenly dark that came out to be than it was a joke, then I was reminded how hurtful the world is.

"Even if this is a new start. it's living beings in general that make the world a little more cruel". As I washed the bowl I suddenly thought of something and it slipped through my lips

"And ironically enough make it a bit more warm and less deserted". I blew raspberry from how that sounded, so clingy and touchy, and true.

As I finished washing the bowl I went to the closet to gather my clothes.

To any outsider they would seem like odd tatters of something that was used to be but I was no ordinary outsider no, no, no I am a connoisseur! A man OF TASTE!

Annnnnd also needing of new clothes, I knew that, I wasn't an idiot...okay I'm not THAT much of an idiot but me being a procrastinator and all I pushed this job to today instead of yesterday because I was NOT gonna handle something like this after the day I had and honestly I don't even want to remember it due to how exerting and painstaking the day was.

As I wore my (holed up shirt) I began to make sure everything was in order within the house, sure it sounds stupid since I didn't exactly have much and the idea of anything being misplaced is kind of zero to none since I don't exactly leave everything on the ground but it wasn't merely about the items or the possession of having them it was more sentimental than that, it was home.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall near my the kitchen, "Shit".

Home that it is I needed to get to work, No matter how comfortable that dastardly bed is, I still have responsibilities and besides, I can't exactly stay in one place with my thoughts alone,

"That would be a nightmare" I stated as I opened the front door to a shining new day with no frown to keep me down, Today was a good day, I can tell, I thought as I closed the door behind me to start my new optimistic view.

Author's Note

A new chapter to a new story that (I hope) will do well