Time marches on for Twilight and I, a relationship that I believe has given my life meaning. I find myself at a loss for words for these entries, however, the monotony creeping upon me as I write at least once a year. While I do love her dearly, I am worried that it will subside, like everything else. My interests wane, so why not love, as well?

Today was a bright day in Ponyville. I attended another one of Mayor Pinkie's parties at the town hall, their intensity increasing as she ages. Twilight and I have been working on our magic studies constantly as of late, so it was a good break for the two of us. All of our close friends were there, and they were sure to address me by the name of my altered self among the many ponies from the rest of town.

As usual, I found myself difficult to mesh with the partygoers, but Twilight was there to cheer me up and help get me up to speed with the rest. We ate, we drank, we danced until the sun went down. Time passed more quickly than ever at these occasions, the shortest spark of distraction in my long life. I am filled with joy and pleasure when my mind is occupied by such revelry, my mental pains being melted away.

After the party, I took Twilight on a flight as usual during the sunset, flying high above the clouds to see the soft, golden glow around the land. It was at this time that I told her of my worries, my fear of tiring of my life here in Ponyville. She merely smiled and said that it was only natural, as not every point in life needs to be a heart-racing adventure. Sometimes, you just need time to relax and take everything in. Her words ring in my ears even now, but my worries are still there.

I do try my best to please her for our sake, whether mentally or... physically. Everything simply seems to wear on me; perhaps she is right that I am overthinking it all. I should learn to accept our stability for years to come, as a relationship does not need to be a hurricane of happenings all of the time. Spending time with Twilight simply for the sake of spending time with her is enough for her, so why can it not be for me, as well? It is something I had not considered.

Still, these thoughts bring me to another waning interest: my responsibility as princess. For years I have been absent, leaving my sister at the mercy of the populace. I ask Luna again and again whether I am overstaying my relocation to Ponyville, free from the work, but she simply says each time that she would tell me if it was a problem. To this day I still feel no less guilty over leaving her, but if it is what she thinks is best for me, I cannot say no. Either way, I do enjoy my time with Twilight here.

The sheer number of entries containing nothing of consequence such as this continue to cause me wonder. Was this what she meant, that I should take everything in, to give meaning to nothing at all?

I will do what I can to enjoy myself a day at a time.