If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep.
I need the zen of the beach to get me through this week full of stress over various things, many of which are due to Midge's impending graduation in nearly a month.
And after over a month of skipping around farting rainbows,
stress seems like such an evil and foreign thing
instead of the close old friend it was just a couple of months ago.
So when I'm wide awake at some ungodly hour of the wee morning,
I'll find something constructive to do.
That way I can say I got xxx done instead of saying I was up all night worrying over xxx.