Why Only The Rested Win

“It was as though my body and my mind were unclenching, and then replenishing.” — Johann Hari in Stolen Focus, after getting his first good night of sleep in months

I smelled like gasoline in high school.

Not every day, but a high enough percentage of the time that it begins to make sense why I never had a serious girlfriend.

The smell came from working at the local gas station and man did I love that job. There was always something to do. Always a fire to put out (not literally, thankfully). Every...