While most people were watching the ball drop in Times Square, fireworks, or singing ‘Auld Lang Syne,’ I was zzzzzzzzz, fast asleep. Even though I was in California (PST), I couldn’t make it to midnight in New York (EST). What would make me, a forty-something, sleepy at 9pm (PST)? The culprit was a week-long cross-country…
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