On Sleep: I’ve tried everything, and here’s what works

A few years ago when I was still living in Kyiv, I woke up to a ringing phone and instantly realized that I was late for work. What I didn’t get at first was how late. There was worry in my friend Vira’s voice when she asked if I was okay, and when I assured her that I’d get there as soon as possible she stopped me and said I didn’t need to come: it was 7 in the evening, and the day was already over.

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