Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
I am a conglomerate of Engineeriological and Writeological forces with a Ponypreneurial spirit.
Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.
Be kind. For everyone you meet, life is a hard battle.
A thirtysomething Brony from Pennsylvania with a library degree. I also have a Patreon.
Stories about ponies are stories about people.
Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.