Things could be a lot worse

You win. I can't sleep.

Things could be a lot worse. I could be in Iraq. Or Iran for that matter. I could be in a city that's being bombed. I could lose a limb. I could be poor. I could be drowning. I could be working a night shift. I could be a security guard. I could be homeless. I could be limited. I could be content.

But it's only insomnia.

Listening to Pink Floyd (doesn't everybody listen to Pink Floyd when they can't sleep?) and Pyar Mere from Dobara.