Milking the curtains

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You must open the curtains every morning on a sunny day, four seasons of the year, or else the heavy fabric strains, bulging with sunlight, leaking radiant filaments out the cracks. It puts me in mind of a cow, swollen udder, impatient to be milked.

I feel as though I do a wonderful thing, parting the curtains in the morning to drink the light of day as it spills its warmth on me.