Come Back. Please.
Heading into winter now and the sun is very shy. He was very verbose and like an old jumper - comfortable - in summer, and now has decided it's time to take a holiday.
He arrives around 7am and leaves at 7pm. Doesn't sound like a big thing, but he's not helping me wake up anymore. It's soooo hard to get up. My alarm goes off three times, and it's still a struggle to get up and going.
So even though the sun back home is the devil (related to the sun here, but is mean and nasty with the amount of heat he gives off) I am looking forward to getting up with the first ringing of the alarm.