Well, thank you Walt Whitman, but I bet you had a smart pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses. (Other sunglasses available and not nearly as expensive)
There they are, the very ones - minus the lenses - but it WAS the nineteenth century.
The trouble with me is that if I keep my face toward the sunshine, I can't bear the brightness and screw up my eyes and squint most horribly.
It's not the most attractive look.
Still, I know what he means. Good old metaphor.
Today, shadows are definitely behind me and they'd better jolly well stay there.
Or else.
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