A while back, I noticed that if I listened to jazz all night, I would tend to dream about my misspent youth in the jazz clubs of Philadelphia instead of having nightmares. So having had a batch of nightmares lately, I took a blank CD and put all the jazz that's on my old PC except any with vocalists (for no known reason) and prepared my counterattack. The first night I tried it, it didn't really work, but at least I didn't have any dreadful nightmares. Since then, I've mainly been falling asleep listening to football, but I'll try again. Anyway, it was a good feeling to be fighting back.
Also, the trick of putting coconut milk in everything does indeed seem to be improving my thyroid and my mood. Tastes good, too!
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