Apology Tour

>be me, bonky
>i'm doing my apology tour
>i hate it
>it's an emotional rollercoaster
>because i have to confront echoes of myself from my past
>hanging tickets
>things left unsaid
>and it's hard to say things the further they get from their point of origins
>because they take on character the longer they go unchecked
>distrust, fear, anger, resentment
>these things all collect
>even on a rolling stone
>pickle horse-man built me a big float platform for general viewing
>and i also have to do some door-to-door canvassing
>because part of the apology tour is just finding out people i have to apologize to
>we also launched an app
>but the launch was a total disaster
>and we shut down servers soon after
>so i have to apologize for that too
>most people get it
>because they've been in similar situations
>where they did or said things
>or tried to control a situation
>or didn't recognize the importance a certain moment demanded
>or felt they just didn't have the time to do it properly
>but you can't evade compassion forever
>especially when you live forever like i do
>you have to manicure your garden every once and a while
>but there's one apology i'm really dreading
>i really don't want to apologize to bobo
>because bobo is a big, sloppy drama queen
>and i have my pride
>now, the fact of the matter is i only dislike in bobo what i dislike in myself
>so when i say bobo is a big, sloppy drama queen
>i am talking about myself
>i am the source of that impurity
>i am the big, sloppy drama queen
>it is my nature
>and that doesn't fit in with my self-assessment
>to me i'm a righteous horse who defends his honor and status
>i fight for every inch of the ground i can call my own
>but it's this selfsame dual-nature that keeps our feet from ever landing
>and i want to walk in truth
>hence, the apology tour
>at the end of the street i see bobo
>and i'm sweating
>we're almost there
>i know that forgiveness is just on the other side
>i know that bobo will take me back
>some pretty heavy things will have to be said
>and i'll have to be vulnerable
>which is never easy for me
>the platform comes to a halt
>pickle horse-man brings the stairway around
>i take a big deep breath
>i step forward
>i say "bobo, i'm sorry I-"
>my hoof clips on part of the stairway
>i slip
>i was so focused on my heartfelt apology that i missed my footing
>i stumble forward
>i bonk bonk-first into bobo
>bobo explodes into blood
>like a paper sack of spaghetti bolognese
>the force of the bonk is so excessive it shreds off the top epidermal layers of everyone on the street and both partially-blinds and gives everyone within fifty miles a severe sunburn
>my jaw is dropped
>i just accidentally-bonked for the first time in my life
>on my own apology tour