Superstylin' Saturday

Saturday the sun finally came out. It knocked on our bedroom door in the morning and it said wake up, get up I am back. I've never been so happy to wake up early on a Saturday morning. We were like two solar panels soaking up all the sun we could. The sky! There was a sky and it was clear and blue. We put all of our plants on the window sills in the living-room into the direct sunlight. We danced around the house listening to Superstylin' and felt higher than all those kids at Glastonbury put together. And then we went for a walk following the sun's trail. Imagine if we actually lived somewhere where the sun shone all the time. Everyday would be a dance party. And if it were, the DJ would always play this song.