If I were you I wouldn’t fret so much –
I’d never let insomnia affect
my attitude. I’d try to get in touch
with rest by inspiration. I’d expect
to soothe with meditation, breath and such.
I wouldn’t toss until my sheets were wrecked,
or seek an aid from CVS’s shelf.
But I’m not you. I only guide myself.

(Ottava Rima)