So there I was, staying up too late and suffering in the morning. Five hours of sleep meant I was tired and groggy. Then the weekends would come, and I'd sleep in. Ten hours of sleep later, and I was still groggy. Too much is as bad as too little.
So let's show some self-discipline. Set a bedtime, same time every day. Set a wake up time, same time every day. Hold myself to it. Then I get that magic number, eight hours of sleep.
But I did it wrong. I slept on the wrong side, I breathed too hard, I had a bad dream. Good sleep is a casualty of my 40's.
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