A Note From Our Benefactor

Imagine you spent the best day of your life sprawled out on the beach. Maybe you fell asleep, or you lost track of time. It doesn’t really matter the reason. What matters is the result: you leave those shores with the worst sunburn of your life, stretched over most of your body.

It covers your arms. Your chest. Your legs. The backs of your knees. Even your feet aren’t spared. You radiate heat just by existing. Every movement is painful. The stretch of your skin as you try to walk is nearly unbearable. 

Your only solace is found in a pool of cold water, where you lay for hours and hours, willing these burns to ease. And over time, they do. Cool to nasty blisters that you cover with sheets of gauze so they don’t cling to your clothing. 

After far too long, you start to heal. It’s only a little uncomfortable to walk. So you shamble towards your front door to go outside. It’s been too long. But the sun is as bright and as blinding as it was the day it scorched you. Its rays ignite your burns, and in a moment of anger, you try to swat it away. You don’t expect it to do anything. You’re just one person, struggling against the might of the very thing your life is based upon. 

Somehow, it works. The sky goes dark. You never see daylight again.

Tell me. Would you miss the sun?