Lately, I haven't been sleeping well. I seem to wake up around 2 a.m. with The Worries.

Some of The Worries are about "long-term" worries like will I only be able to finish one more book before I die?

And some of The Worries are sillier "short-term" worries like will I be able to transplant the strawberries before I die?

And sometimes, I think the best solution to all my worries is just to die.