For years, I wore my title of “chronic insomniac” like a badge of frustration. I tried all the basics—herbal teas, blackout curtains, counting sheep—but nothing seemed to stick. Then, almost by accident, I stumbled into the world of sleep technology. What started as skepticism (“Do I really need a gadget to help me do something humans have done forever?”) turned into genuine awe. Bit by bit, I discovered how the right tools could transform restless nights into restorative ones.