I don’t know about you, but nothing makes me crankier than a bad night's sleep. Well, that and the times my grocery rearranges its aisles. There's little sway I have over neighborhood retail, but I probably have more control over the quality of my sleep than I realize.
Or do I? I take myself to bed on time (give or take), put my phone as far away from me as is humanly possible to still hear the alarm go off, and have made temperature regulation a scientific quest—and I'm still not the best sleeper.
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