Observation

You can’t reason with your brain when it enters worry mode in the middle of the night. It will go where it wants to. There is no stopping it. It will act out scenarios and present little dramatic plays which, though entertaining, are not relaxing. At 3:45 my brain turns into Quentin Tarantino.

I’ve given up trying to reason with it. 

Shake vigorously for fresh-squeezed taste.

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