I have a confession: I really struggle with sleep. I used to pride myself on being a night owl. When I was a kid, I hated having to go to bed early, so when I was old enough to get away with it, I started staying up later and later every night. It was usually a very good book that would keep me up, since this was the age before every child was given a cell phone. Eventually, I graduated to a Gameboy Advanced (which didn’t have a screen light, so I’d have to play it under covers with a flashlight. This was done very stealthily, so as not to get in trouble for NOT sleeping – Grandma somehow always knew I was up).