Ah, insomnia. Lovely, interesting, mind-bending insomnia. I told a dear friend I would go to a writer thing today (and see some of my favorite people) and yet again, 3:11 AM needs me, and has me scheduled to toss and turn until 4:36 AM or so, therefore I am feeling a little grumbly. But, I have to say, when trying to go back to sleep, nothing is as meditative as imagining myself in one of the Keebler tree-forts the Night Elves have built: open moon breezes, soft downy comforters, and polite crickets lull me back to sleep.
Question: when you're feeling stressed out, can't sleep, or need to pull it together, where do you go in Azeroth in your mind's eye?