Ways I Have Been Battling Rising Anxiety

  1. Less coffee
  2. St. John’s Wort
  3. Prayer
  4. Jack Johnson station on Pandora*

*I’m not proud of this. I don’t even love the songs—this is not a guilty pleasure/closeted bro thing—but I swear I can feel my blood pressure drop when I turn on this station. Except for when it plays John Mayer. Then my blood goes hot and I can’t thumbs-down that shit fast enough.**

**Why does Jack Johnson seem only mildly hokey, but John Mayer seems like schmaltz that must be destroyed? Good question. I wish someone would tell me the answer.