I think I’ll crash here tonight

I miss the old days when it was so easy to know when it was time to turn off the bedroom lights at night and drift down into peaceful slumber. I’d lay on my side, reading whatever book I was reading at the time, and if the book fell out of my hands and crashed to the floor, then it was time. If my hand just relaxed and I caught the book before it fell, I kept on reading. But once it hit the floor…