I always liked staying up late; it's so quiet, and you can do whatever you want. Never much of a morning person. I like being the last one awake. The last one to bed. The last one out of bed. I used to sneak out of bed by slinking out the bottom when I was a kid. I used to tip-toe to watch t.v. with Dad. I don't remember how I ever got back to bed. Maybe Mom came out and found me. Maybe Dad put me back in bed so Mom would never know his part. Maybe I just wandered back when I wanted to.
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