I did it again last night. I thought, “Oh, I’ll just read for a few minutes before bed.” And then I stayed up past 4 AM to finish the book. The whole time, I glanced at the clock and knew with a sinking heart that I would be tired and would not get as much work done as normal, but then I would go back to reading and it wouldn’t let me sleep. It was as if it had kidnapped me for a few hours against my will. The book I was reading was “Trading Up” by Candace Bushnell, and...