What I am.
So...I told Amanda's kids stories about the sun, the one about how Raven duped Helios and got his pretty white feathers burnt black, and the old Chinese folk tale about the sun having an argument with the clouds about which was more powerful. Big, loud, goofy, dorky...yep. That's me. She laughed, at least. What a weird...what was that even? Ice-breaker? I don't know. Great eyes, that much I know. That's about it. Now I have to read about post-modernism. Thank OP for Proust of my brain would melt from all this theory.