Five year diary– only a couple sentences a day, but the perspective that emerges once you are into the second or third year is incredible. Like, it turns out everything bad happens to me on December 11. Everything good is first week of April. I’m on year 7.
Reading light (bookmark style from Glocusent) – this tiny thumb drive of a nightlight saves me from looking at my phone if I’m awake in the night, with warm and cool settings and different brightness.