Singing in the Rain
May. 16th, 2015 09:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyAfter the fillies had demonstrated their progress in their tasks (progress is slow, but it's there), I went for a stroll in the rain.
The raindrops made a pitter patter of tiny splashes on my back, slicked down my mane and ran down my face. It felt good. I closed my eyes as I walked, letting my memory guide me for several strides before I'd peek, just enough to adjust my course. The slick, fresh streets were mostly empty, but here and there through open windows I could hear bits of a song from Hinny of the Hills. The Ponytones have made their selection and I bet it's 'Just Live For Today'.
The raindrops made a pitter patter of tiny splashes on my back, slicked down my mane and ran down my face. It felt good. I closed my eyes as I walked, letting my memory guide me for several strides before I'd peek, just enough to adjust my course. The slick, fresh streets were mostly empty, but here and there through open windows I could hear bits of a song from Hinny of the Hills. The Ponytones have made their selection and I bet it's 'Just Live For Today'.
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