Something That Might Let Me Fight The Insomnia

I think that maybe the trick is treating life like a walk in the park. There's a lot of stuff to do and see, but every now and then, you've got to keep your eye out for dog crap. You have to learn to recognize it, acknowledge it, and then step over it. Sometimes you step in it anyway, and that sucks, because you've got to take off your shoes, and find a stick to scrape it off, and then you kind of smell like crap for a little while, but you can't stop walking, or you'll never get back home, and then you'll just be the homeless person laying on the park bench, smelling like crap. You've got to find way to keep walking.