The actual and metaphoric sky which umbrellas all earthlings sprinkles and showers us with various shines and shadows. It’s a wacky, windy, wildly unpredictable sky, and so is my job as a sunshine.
I know some of you have been wondering what this position entails. Allow me to explain. Who knows, you might be cut out for this line of work too? Continue reading “My Symbolic Story of being a Part-Time Sunshine”