Each autumn, a new generation of young people crosses the threshold into university life and discovers that sleep — once effortless — has become something to be earned. The disruption is not accidental; it is structural, woven from late nights, unfamiliar rooms, social hunger, and academic anxiety arriving all at once. Sleep experts, observing this perennial exhaustion, offer not grand solutions but quiet ones: clean sheets, an evening walk, the small rituals that remind the body it is allowed to rest. In the architecture of a life being rebuilt from scratch, these modest acts carry more weigh