Elevators go up and down. The elevator that I stand is going up into my penthouse that overlooks the ocean. This house has many things but one thing that is does not have is rain. Every single day, here is the sun. The sun shines. The sun is my fun. And I can not complain in the rain anymore as I head out for another nice stroll on the boardwalk. Wouldn’t you like to walk with me in the sun?