The morning sun dances across my face as I resentfully open my eyes. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night due to my mind would keep coming back to my failed courting of Rarity. I have gotten to the point where thinking about it now doesn't bring me to crushing sadness or burning rage. Now it is just at a content sadness at the thought of my failed love life. I do not hold it against Rarity or anything but I do feel that I don't want to see her any time soon since the wound is still so fresh. 