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I have a lot of problems with lack of sleep. So whenever I have a song that's too upbeat stuck in my head, I listen to Erik Satie's Gymnopedie No 3 on repeat. If I close my eyes I imagine a white piece of paper floating, twisting back and forth like it was dropped from a tree or a tall building. It's blowing around, swaying with the beat. Kind of like the feather in the opening of Forrest Gump. Or the plastic bag video in American Beauty.