Funnily enough I was sitting there just a while ago, peering up at the sky and looking at all the stars spread like pieces of quicksilver across black velvet.
In awe, I watched the waxing moon ride across the zenith of the heavens like a winged chariot towards the ebony void of infinite space, wherein the tethered belts of Jupiter and Mars hang, forever festooned in their orbital majesty. And as I looked at all this I thought... I must put a roof on this toilet.