It was late at night. Illumina had told you to go to sleep hours ago. So, why were you still up? It was well past midnight and DEFINITELY past your bedtime, the crickets were chirping, the moon was high in the sky out of the window…

Well, because you were drawing of course!

The moon shone through the blinds as you sat in your bed, your pencil diligently moving across the paper, etching line after line into the paper as your imagination spilled onto the blank sheet before you. After a while, you decided it was done, and wow, it actually looked decent for once! You felt so proud of this masterpiece, so much so, you wanted to show your dad! Tip toeing over to his room, you peered into his room with the paper in hand, only to realize… He was sleeping. Crap. Well, what now? He snored quietly under the covers, his face finally peaceful for once.