“This One Weird Secret…”

I didn’t get enough sleep last night, and I was dragging all day. 

I’ve been dragging all of August, really.

It’s very, very hot in Europe right now, and achieving a good night’s sleep is near impossible when the bedroom temperature is close to 85 Fahrenheit or 30 Celsius. 

For the past several days, though, I’ve been in hotels. 

I expected the air conditioning to help me sleep better. To put me back on track. 

But I hadn’t considered my massive sleep debt.

And last night, when I stayed up a little too late, it threw me off track.

I know that sleep is that one weird secret to feeling better, clearing your skin, sharper thinking, and better physical performance. 

I just don’t know why it seems to keep eluding me.