Grow As We Go
Though the slight psychologist in him, and the few he had seen over the years, told him that it was his fear of the unknown manifesting in a fear of darkness, but in truth it was just too many nights as a child with locked doors and pitch black rooms and no night light for comfort.
At his apartment, there is always a light on. It is not a bright light, but rather a dull ebbing one from the motion sensored lightswitch he had installed in the bathroom. Despite its dullness, it was still a strong sense of comfort for Bo on the nights when he couldn’t get to sleep.
At this moment, more than anything, Bo wanted to turn on a lamp that sits behind the clock on the bedside table and rid the room of
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