Since I'm a veteran insomniac, the experience of sleeplessness was nothing new for me when the pandemic hit. It first started in college — when everyone's sleep patterns are wrecked by pulling all-nighters while cramming for exams and, well, partying — and then got much worse once I had my first child, who came with that newborn-parent paranoia of going into his room on the regular to check and make sure he was breathing. Over the years, I've tried all kinds of things for my sleep, ranging from prescription medication to lavender "sleep spray" to a wide range of hot teas to melatonin and everything in between.