I've always been one to stay up way too late. As far back as I can remember, I've been giving up sleep for more virtuous pursuits; art, video games, movies, girls, friends, more video games, etc.
Which is how I always end up walking my dogs at around 2 am each morning. I'm pretty used to it by now but on particularly cold and dark nights, I can't help but feel like someone is following me, watching from the bushes...
What do they want? My iPod? My dog-poop bags? My soul? Only they know for sure...
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