There's an *outside* now, too?

So I pulled myself together and took the dog out for a brief walk this morning. During this venture out of the sickhouse, I came to two realizations:

1. Fresh air is kinda nice after being in a townhouse inhabited by two sick people all weekend.
   
2. There is a hateful, blinding bright, burning disc in the sky that follows me wherever I go. I tried to knock it down with a large branch, but it is too far away. I must formulate a plan to destroy it.