Um, About Last Night ...
The strange story of my quest for sleep on the night of September 1-2
This morning, I woke up disoriented. Where was I? Had I been napping or asleep all night? What the hell time was it, anyway?
It was 11:38 - barely morning! Here's why.
I'm a night owl, so usually, my partner, Dave, has already been asleep for a few hours before I slide in next to him. Wh…
