My mind would start racing the second my head hit the pillow. I'd lie there for hours, making to-do lists and replaying conversations. I was skeptical that something as simple as tea could fix such a deep-rooted problem. But I committed to the ritual of a warm cup of chamomile every night. It wasn't a magic pill, but it became a signal to my body that the day was over. Now, I don't just fall asleep faster; I sleep more deeply. That simple cup of tea gave me back my peace.