Mad Scrawling

It’s not a scoot. It’s not a crawl. It’s a scrawl, and it keeps us up at night. Literally. He wakes from a dead sleep to BOOM! Full scrawling.

We have no bedtime. We forget to eat. We only scrawl. This will make a great story one day, right?

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