I should have gone to bed much much earlier. I always tell myself that I will and it never happens. I’m a night owl. I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t. I used to stay up really late reading in my closet. lol. I would turn the light on in the closet, set up a nice comfy pallet of blankets, and shove a shirt under the door so my mom couldn’t see the crack of light. I would stay up all hours of the night finishing a good book. And that about sums up the naughtiness of my youth. I was a good kid. Maybe I should have acted up more. Ha.
Reading is still a thrill.
