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" it is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep

to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking

into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day.

if you could keep awake (but of course you can't) you would see your own

mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her. it is quite 

like tidying up drawers. you would see her on her knees, i expect, lingering 

humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked 

this thing up, making discoveries sweet or not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek if it 

were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. when you wake in the

morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded

up small and placed at the bottom of your mind; and on the top, beautifully aired, are

spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on. "

*jm barrie, peter pan