I Want To Write My Random Thoughts And Feelings

Remember those childhood drawings with the Sun in the corner smiling? Why was that? Is it a childlike belief that something that bright couldn't be the embodiment of nothing but pure happiness or perhaps we made the sun smile because some of our happiest memories were spent basking in the warmth of its rays or dipping ourselves into pools of water trying to escape them. Either way you grow up and you're left with nothing but pictures of a sinister looking sun,shining out of the corner of your page smiling while giving the little people in your drawing cancer.