Writing poetry or prose late at night usually because that's when my brain works best, I've alway's been a night owl. My mom said she would wake up at night when I was 3 and 4 and see my bedroom light on and she'd walk in and see me playing. She couldn't figure out how I was able to reach the light switch until one night she heard a noise in the kitchen. She got up and snuck into the hall and saw me toddling down it with a ruler from the kitchen drawer. She said I used it to flip on my light and then played around. She decided to sleep in the living room and about an hour and a half later she heard my door open and saw my light switch off and heard me go into the kitchen and put the ruler back......



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