Before covid hit and the world locked down in 2020, I struggled with insomnia. I was in my early twenties and had only been in the workplace for a little over a year, but during that time my sleep and I did not make common cause. Looking back, I probably never shook off my sporadic schedule from university, then an accrue of late nights on the weekend and the odd attempt at dragging myself to the gym before what I saw then as a gruellingly timed daily start in the office, I was all out of balance.
However, it was strangely after some time being largely housebound (when WFH became universal) that I realised I had somehow – through no part of my own doing – been miraculously cured of my wakeful nights. A little more time in the mornings, and the weeks and weekends blurring into each other, and I was programmed back to a normal sustaining human. Like many I now leave the house, and when it comes to my sleep (touch wood) I’ve not looked back, but when I heard about the impact of living in sync, there felt an important lesson.