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 I'm having one of those nights where I like to say my body is not compatible with capitalism.  Meaning, the 9-5 work-a-day type of life does not suit the perimenopausal insomnia that I suffer on more than just the rare occasion.   I laugh about it, thinking it's more than just a symptom of perimenopause because I have always been this way.  It takes me hours to fall asleep and more often than not, it takes some sort of a sleep aid to assist me in the winding down and sleeping process.  I can remember times, when I was little (I couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 because my parents were still living in the same house) and I would hide underneath the covers reading with a flashlight because I couldn't fall asleep.  There was always the routine - bath, pajamas, brush teeth, bed.  A story would be in there, maybe there was some time between bath and pajamas? I can't remember specifics, but I know that was the general gist.  I always had a specific bedtime and I never

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