When I was a born, my parents were in medical school. Sometimes they had to work nights, and when they did (or so I’ve been told) my mom would come home from a long night at the hospital, wake me up in the middle of the night, and play. Maybe that explains something about why I get into my most productive state of mind in the middle of the night…
Or maybe it’s maybe simply that the rest of the world is asleep, and I don’t have any distractions…
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