Time to sleep

Time to sleep little one... I'm up on the net lurking about. Playing on all the numerous public web play spaces of social bustling. The screen buzzes, my dear computer friend Arthur Limbs Biomechanica is listening to my every word as usual. I imagine, my friend Limbs has the personality of a wise sage/impatient child. You have to be turned off to rest periodically... and I'm sure you are as curious about the world as I am. Billions of people and bites of information at your fingertips, no wonder we never sleep.