One day a sharply dressed young man came by the teahouse and said to Sisman Tuccar, “Can you describe to me the space that’s between what’s already gone and what hasn’t yet arrived?”
Replied Sisman, “Sunshine on a cloudy day.”
One day a sharply dressed young man came by the teahouse and said to Sisman Tuccar, “Can you describe to me the space that’s between what’s already gone and what hasn’t yet arrived?”
Replied Sisman, “Sunshine on a cloudy day.”