Back in 1998, while in graduate school, I could not sleep for the better part of a week.
I think I know why: I had extreme anxiety. I had decided to translate from German into English a book chapter by a very important person, and I was afraid that my German wasn't good enough and I'd misrepresent the guy.
Anyway:
I went into the university health service and they prescribed me some tranquilizers. I could take up to four.
I wound up taking all four and...nothing.
Wide awake.
I went back.
They were shocked that I still hadn't slept. They gave me sedatives. I could take the four tranquilizers and up to two of the sedatives. This WILL get you to sleep, they said.
At this point I wondered: do I even remember how to sleep? How the heck did I used to do this? It was awful.
I genuinely couldn't remember how to sleep. Do I just lie here? Do I distract myself by thinking about things? What in heaven's name did I used to do?
So I took the tranquilizers and one sedvative.
I got in bed.
I waited.
Nothing.
I got up and took the second sedative.
I got back in bed.
I said to myself, "I don't believe it! I still can't sleep! What am I..."
And with that, I was out.
I've never forgotten it, though.
And I remembered at that point how I used to fall asleep: I genuinely just lay down in bed, and did nothing. My body took care of everything else.
Now, dear reader, think of what I am offering you like this:
It's like sleep.
There's one thing you have to do.
The rest is taken care of.
Are you willing to give it a try? One measly thing?
Plus the Woods bonuses, too?
Final price increase is happening just hours from now.
Scratch that itch or it will torture you forever.
Tom Woods