Last night the ear doctor was tucking me into bed. He lovingly pulled the covers up to my chin and made sure I was nice and warm. He laid down beside me, put his loving arm under my weary, little head and started telling me a bedtime story.
Not about a princess or a fairy. Not about a red balloon or a pot of gold.
my darling ear doctor told me the fascinating tale of the human circadian rhythm from a neuroscience point of view.