Once upon a time, a young man named Dario lived in a busy city.

"Dario, my boy, what time do you go to bed and wake up?" his mother would ask him every morning as she bustled about the kitchen preparing breakfast. And every morning, Dario would reply with a mischievous grin, "Oh, I go to bed when the moon is high in the sky and wake up when the sun is already shining bright. You see, I am a creature of the night, always burning the midnight oil." His mother would shake her head in exasperation, knowing full well that Dario's late nights were leading to fatigue, lack of focus, and even health issues. But try as she might, she could never convince him to change his ways.

One day, as Dario was wandering through the city square, he came across a wise old man sitting on a bench, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Ah, young Dario, I have heard of your nocturnal habits," the old man said with a chuckle. "But tell me, what time do you go to bed and wake up currently?" Dario raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the old man's question. "I go to bed when the stars are out and wake up when the roosters are crowing," he replied with a smirk. The old man chuckled and shook his head. "My boy, you may think you are a creature of the night, but even the cleverest minds need their rest. Perhaps it is time for you to reconsider your sleeping habits." The profound wisdom of the old man's words resonated with Dario, and he decided to make a change.

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Dario pondered the older man's words as he returned home. He felt exhausted as the moon rose high in the sky that night. With a sigh, he decided to retire to bed earlier than usual, hoping to catch up on some much-needed sleep. As the sun streamed through his window the following day, Dario awoke feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. He couldn't believe the difference a few extra hours of sleep had made. The relief was palpable. From that day on, Dario made a conscious effort to go to bed at a reasonable hour and wake up with the sun. As he watched the city come to life each morning, he couldn't help but smile with joy at the newfound energy and clarity that came with a good night's sleep. His mother beamed with pride as she noticed the change in her son, knowing that he had finally learned the importance of a proper bedtime routine.

And so, Dario's days of burning the midnight oil were behind him, replaced by a newfound appreciation for the beauty of a good night's sleep. As he drifted to dreamland each night, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the wise older man who had helped him see the light. He also couldn't help but hope that his story would inspire others to reconsider their own sleeping habits and prioritize a good night's sleep.