Sleep and I are not friends. We’re barely even acquaintances these days. Not that I’ve ever been a great sleeper, but now at 34 and having been massively sleep deprived for the past years, it’s time to face facts. I need to rebuild a healthy relationship with sleep. I’m now going on 5-6 hours a night, and I manage, but I’m not happy with it. Even though it’s actually almost luxurious compared to when I was going through a phase […]
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