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I Love the Night Life, I Love to Boogie

Okay, not really. Am I getting old? I don’t like to stay up late anymore. If I’m not cozied up in bed by ten, I feel like I’m going to be a miserable wreck in the morning. I thought the older you got, the less sleep you need.

I think I’m reverting to needing my original 20 hours of sleep a day, you know, like I did as a newborn.