Knuckle-cracking at 2am despite, Charlie slept through till Monday morning. A two-hour post-bike ride nap has meant he can't sleep. He sat himself in the brown chair to listen to music for awhile after some extensive. thumping striding through the L of our first floor. It's nearing 2am and I'm deepening my knowledge of Ancient Greek geography to the cheery sounds of Barney.
All the various creations of Western civilization, right?