Valerian, melatonin, dim lights, meditation. Nothing worked. Three hours of sleep—if I was lucky.

There was always something: stress, my cat at 3 AM, my boyfriend snoring, or my own brain replaying everything. Any excuse to stay awake.

Rob and I knew the feeling. We weren’t alone.

So we did something better:

We turned insomnia into a game.

AWAKE was born.

We still don’t sleep much.

But now, we play.

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It all started at 3:17 AM,
when sleep stopped being an option
and thinking about everything… became routine.

We didn’t find a solution.
So we did something better:
 We turned insomnia into a game.

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AWAKE is that moment when your brain won’t shut up…
but this time, you can beat it.