Everything is beautiful, everything has a reason for existing. The sun exists to fuel the life that lives on our planet, to house the gravitational pull that holds us at just the right distance so that we and everything else may exist as it does. It comes up in the morning and fills everything up with its simple golden light like like orange juice flowing from the pitcher to the glass. Every thing glows under its touch, and exists because of it. The sun hugs everything as it wakes up and gives each individual thing that touches its light a chance to be uniquely beautiful even amongst millions of its own similar kind. As the sun sets the light hugs every thing once again and bids it good luck as we head into the night with out the sun to guide us. Even then, when we think we’re alone, the stars, suns of a million other systems are reaching out to guide us.
is the clammy hands, its a good non specific symptom. I’m a big believer in it. Most people will tell you a good phony fever is a dead lock but if you get a nervous mother you could wind up in a doctors office and thats worse than school.
I know literally every line to this movie without watching it.