The sunlight pushed its way through the heavy curtains at my enormous window and I shut it out. I need to be alone, I tell myself but I know that I can never be alone for long. After a while someone is bound to come along and try to cheer me up. I might smile, might even laugh but we all know that laughter can't last forever. I force myself to peek out the window and observe the street below. A cluster of small children play on the sidewalk, laughing. The joy on their faces lights a spark in me and I am just about to thrust a bucket of water on it when I stop. A little girl is waving at me and, smiling. I attempt a lopsided smile and give a meak wave of my hand that seems to fan the spark into a flame inside my chest. If this little girl can find happiness in this dull, dark life and bring color into it so easily, why shouldn't I be able to do the same? With a sudden surge of something I can't quite pick out, I throw open the curtains and let the sunlight dance on my floor. And, I dance with it.