>Day 1000 in Equestria
>It has been nearly three years since your arrival in this strange place, and today is as sunny, bright, and crisp as the day you came.
>The grass is still green, the clouds still drift overhead, urged on by pegasi, and the air still smells faintly of cakes and flowers.
>There is no denying that this place is beautiful.
>And more than that, this place has become your home.
>As you sit atop the grassy hill, under the shade of a sprawling oak, you look out across a landscape you now know like the inner recesses of your own mind.
>This place is one you have come to enjoy being in each morning and night, despite all you have been through.
>And you have done so much here.
>You have nurtured a young starlit princess as she grew.
>You have befriended a bat-pony who would soon worm her way into the hearts of all.
>You have taught a high princess the meaning of obedience and submission.
>You have felt like you were so insane that you had to write a diary about it.
>You have met a rather tormented blue unicorn and have come to know her a little too well.
>You have killed another human in order to save your pony friends.
>You have waged war with other creatures.
>You've fallen in love with a princess, and a queen.
>You've become...a little too attached to changeling culture.
>You have poured drinks for just about everyone and heard them lay out their problems like so many cards.
>You have even kissed the sun.
>It's true, you've done many stupid things as well. You've had short, silly adventures that have resulted in tragedy or hilarity.
>Usually both.
>You have also brought in elements of your home world, like games and television, and combined it with your life here.
>You have been a worker, a knight, a flaming asshole, anime characters, a woman, a hero, a berzerker, a drug addict, a big brother, a hunter, an animal, a prince of spaghetti, a child, a soldier, definitely a fetishist, and just about anything anyone would ask of you.
>You have killed, fucked, kissed, hugged, fainted, laughed, cried, lived, died, and loved.
>Yes, mostly you have loved.
>You have come to love the friends you have made, those you interact with almost daily.
>You have come to love the new folks and the old and hearing what they all have to say about your choices.
>You have loved and hated the advice from others, and have fought your own ego for them at times.
>You have made dear friends, enemies, and even found romance in this place, and you wouldn't change it for the world.
>There is not a day spent here that you would give up or erase.
>You love every one here right now, because this is your home.
>A real home you can turn to when you need to clear your head and escape your troubles.
>Hate you or love you, these individuals and this place is a part of you and you are a part of it.
>You create each other.
>So, as you rest under the oak, bees quietly humming past and a breeze rippling across the grass like water, you can't help but smile to yourself.
>It's true.
>You've done so much and come so far.
>And you know there's still so much more ahead of you.
 
 
>Happy thread 1,000, AiE.