I’m reading a work of fiction since the mood hit me. It’s been the first time the mood’s hit me in years!

Anyway- I’m reading Ray Bradbury’s Something Wicked This Way Comes since we had it on the bookshelf. He has a passage about how rotten 3am is. I completely agree! The 3am feeding is the absolute worst! My son decided to get up at this hour a few days ago so I whipped out the book and read him the passage below. Reading to your kids is good right?

“Three in the morning, thought Charles Halloway, seated on the edge of his bed. Why did the train come at that hour? For, he thought, it’s a special hour. Women never wake then, do they? They sleep the sleep of babes and children. But men in middle age? They know that hour well. Oh God, midnight’s not bad, you wake up and go back to sleep, one or two’s not bad, you toss but sleep again. Five or six in the morning, there’s hope, for dawn’s just under the horizon. But three, now, Christ, three A.M.! Doctors say the body’s at low tide then. The soul is out. The blood moves slow. You’re the nearest to dead you’ll ever be save dying. Sleep is a patch of death, but three in the morn, full wide-eyed staring, is living death! You dream with your eyes open. God, if you had strength to rouse up, you’d slaughter your half-dreams with buckshot! But no, you lie pinned to a deep well-bottom that’s burned dry. The moon rolls by to look at you down there, with its idiot face. It’s a long way back to sunset, a far way on to dawn, so you summon all the fool things of your life, the stupid lovely things done with people known so very well who are now so very dead–And wasn’t it true, had he read it somewhere, more people in hospitals die at 3 A.M. than at any other time…?”

The baby didn’t get it.

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