A little bit about this story, and me. This is my first ever Fan Fiction, of any kind. It is also the first time I have ever been able to come up with more than a page of dialogue. That was always my weak point, when writing stories in school. I have a long history of insomnia, and sometimes, when it gets really bad, I go into this kinda trance state. I cant fall asleep, I can still feel the room around me, but yet I dream. Waking dreams. This story happened as a result of one of these dreams. I had been up for 20 hours, watching alotta Pony vids, and reading alotta Fanfics, so the subject was on my mind. I just couldn't fall all the way asleep and get some good ol’ REM Sleep. As an even stranger point of fact, I tend to dream in the third person, and rarely am I even IN my dreams. My dreams, even when fully asleep are like watching TV, or being absorbed in a really good book. In that way, my subconscious wrote this story. I really have no idea where it is going, I was just along for the ride. Over the next few weeks I had other dreams continuing the story, so I am going to try my best to remember and write it down as I saw it. That first night lasted 36 hours btw... Ugh.. then I had to work with this rattling around in my head.

The name is a kinda joke. When having a few friends beta the story, the first thing one of them said was ‘Angst much?’. After getting similar responses about other parts of the story, I thought it would make a good title. I suck at naming things anyway, and hadn't thought of one yet. Yea, I got alotta angst, but who doesn't? I just get to write about it now!

In regards to the OC, it is, and yet it isn't me. I guess he is mebbe my subconscious version of myself. He thinks alot like me, and has alot of the gifts and quirks, but yet he is alot like a character I have roleplayed in many games in the past. I’m not a big fan of self-insertion, and really get annoyed at the first person ones, but then I didn't consciously write this, so mebbe my dream self does. As I said, I was just along for the ride, and had no idea where the story was going. Sometimes I swear I am seeing someone else’s dreams, but that's another therapy session I suppose. I think part of is is, every story needs a protagonist, all the mane cast are female, and I really can’t bring myself to RP a female pony. Sorry folks, just not a line I'm willing to cross, even in my dreams, apparently.

Finally a word of warning. If you don't want to read porn, I suggest skipping chapters 3 and 5. They contain some pretty explicit shipping. I wrote the story in a way that these can be skipped without missing much of the main storyline. I'm not a porn writer, so it’s kept to a minimum. I guess I was really horny that first night, lol. I’m an adult, I have adult dreams, and that's what this is. You have been warned. If I get a good enough response, however, I may go back and write some of the missing scenes, but not until the rest of the story is done.

Oh, and I am aware that I start to sound like a wannabe Dr. Phil, but dammit, these Ponies are CRAZY! And I’d like to hope I would be able to help them deal with their problems this well if it ever came to be real. But hey, artistic license and all that... Enjoy!