WARNING: Don't watch the following drowse-inducing videos while operating machinery. (This is a case of generally good advice being especially apt in the moment.)
Once upon a time, there was a really high-strung person in the world. Sleepless, edgy, and all a-twitch all the time...
Okay, I'm talking about myself. Rather, I would be talking about myself if I was still a super-agitated embodiment of anxiety. I've become so mellow that it's a wonder nobody's sprung a drug test on me in the past year.
For the record, my cool is 100% substance abuse free. I haven't even had an ibuprofen in months. In the even rarer event that I actually imbibe alcohol, I just get sleepier. And then I put myself to bed.