This morning, the sky looked like this...A drawer was being cleaned after a really long time. A grey haze of dust clouded over everything, and lots of little odds and ends lay strewn. They'd be put away neatly later. In that dusty little rectangular space, a misfit treaure lay stuffed. It was orange, spongy and oddly garanguatan to fit in a neat little arrangement. It had been distorted and squeezed to fit into that space. But as soon as the drawer was opened, the big, orange sponge just couldn't be contained any more. It leapt out and bounded away freely across a dusty but expansive floor.
And this is how the sun came out.