Waking Up to Sunny Days

I’ve always thought that sunny days were like really loud music — you’re totally into it until it’s so loud that you can’t see. I love a sunny day, yet, I don’t own sunglasses. I own squinting eyes. I don’t squint like a normal human being, though. Instead of crunching both eyes as if to say “I am angry at the sun”, I close one eye tightly and leave the other one wide open, as if to say “I tried to wink at the sun and, unfortunately, my eye got stuck closed”.

About radamdavidson

I'm a husband, dad, and pastor living in Portage, Michigan. I suppose I'm a euphoric melancholy generalist with average skills, experiences, and passions across several intertwined disciplines and hobbies including music, speaking, writing, leadership, ministry, and collecting cultural artifacts from the 1980's -- mostly vintage boomboxes. You can read my blog at www.radamdavidson.com, subscribe to my podcast (RadCast) or friend me on facebook.com/radamdavidson. about.me/radamdavidson
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