Nonfiction | July 24, 2018
The Loneliest Moon
Steven Schwartz
One of the most pernicious stages of insomnia is when it becomes an opponent. You want to outfox, outflank, outsmart it (lots of adversarial synonyms go through your head at three AM). You spend much of your waking day plotting what tactics to use against it. In your head, you readjust your bedtime.
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