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”.