They say sunshine like a happy thing. Like it’s not a ball of fire in the sky. Like it doesn’t dry up beautiful things. Like it’s better than anything in this universe. I used to adore it, admire it, the brightest star out there. But when the moon disappeared, when the sun stopped setting, I grew a hatred for it. It made everyone crazy. Not crazy like “oh my gosh where did nighttime go?” but crazy as in happy. All the time. Smiles glued to people’s faces twenty-four seven. The days never end, I can’t seem to get a sense of time, I’m going crazy too. Just in a different way. People around the world smiling all the time, I can’t smile anymore. I don’t know why, because believe me I’ve tried, for the past eight months I’ve tried everything, watching my favorite shows, reading my favorite books, I just can’t. The first few months I could at least fake a smile, now no matter how hard I try I can’t. Something’s wrong. Not just with me, not just with my neighbors, something is wrong with…well earth. And I’m going to figure it out.