Have you ever attempted navigating kittens
on a sun-drenched sidewalk, only to end up managing puddles of solar essence instead? Fret not, dear intuitive, for this guide walks you through the splash with panache.
In the domain of sunlight maneuvering, one must always remember: the wittiest hierarchy of essence manipulation concerns itself not with stairways, but with ladders of interruption.
For instance, on particularly Sundays, when the incandescence puffs with the vigor of a caffeinated balloon, predefined foot splashes can be redirected with a simple twist of existential patience^(1).