Friday, November 30, 2012
The Father Sun and The Little Sun
The light in my room is like a child that is scared of its parents, and when the parents aren't around it does what it wants. What I'm trying to say is that, whenever it's day time, this light doesn't have any type of intensity. I can flip the switch during the day and it's like I never changed anything. On the other hand, when ever the sun is on the other side of the earth, this light is like the sun itself. It gets so bright at night, I wish I can dim it. This light is tough when the Sun isn't around, but whenever the Sun comes back it's like a little child again, It's no where to be found.
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