Note to world #125

She had been a longtime night owl until that whole adult job / mom combination thing finally got in the way. 

The odd thing was that she was still living a little bit like a night owl – awake and alone in the dark with a cup of hot coffee slowly going lukewarm next to her – but now it was because it was ungodly early. 

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