Crazy times calls for drastic measures. Day 7: I’ve slept about 20 hours in the past week. Insomnia on full blast... again! I get up, check my emails, Facebook, Twitter, Snap, instagram, Google Classroom, Remind messages and texts. I have my coffee, I light the hookah and I start to overthink. Yup! It’s who I am. I flip through the channels, nothing. I browse Netflix, nothing. I browse prime, Hulu, pantaya and HBO... nothing. I pick shows, movies, whatever at random and just play them for the noise... the sound of voices... the music... anything to stop the mind from wandering... from overthinking. I reach out to my students (yes even on a Sunday!), my family, my friends, anyone and everyone. I pick at the fucking pimples on my face that my 44 year old ass now has. Wtf? Stress sucks! I’ve come to the realization that everything I’ve been through the past 5 years has brought me to this moment. Has prepared me for this time! I give thanks for my part time job as it keeps me con...