Applejack hasn't been sleeping well recently. In fact its almost driving her insane. The lack of sleep is making her imagine things. Course it is a good thing she has someone to talk to about why she can't sleep. A bit of introspection is good for the soul. Even if the pony you're talking with just happens to be made out of wood.

A 1st pony POV Rarijack fic that is completely nonsensical and should not be taken seriously. You have been warned.