My eyes!

This bright yellow ball pushed through our sky here in Stockholm yesterday.  It seemed familiar, as though something from a long time ago, back when we didn’t wear coats.  Some people called it “The Sun.”  I said the sun is just a myth.  I know nothing but clouds and gray.  There might have been something called a sun way back in September, maybe even October.  But it left us and I haven’t seen it for months.  Until yesterday.  Is it still around?  Does it still exist?  It could have all been a dream.