What keeps you awake at night?

Not reading my bank statements thoroughly enough!

Worry that I am not going to work.

Just crippling existential dread.

The baby monitor. Followed by my own fake snores.

Nothing. I fell asleep while I was getting a shave. When I woke up, the barber said, “No one has ever fallen asleep with a razor at their throat.” And I was like, “Bro, I have three boys under five – I sleep when I can.”

A new song just finished.

This administration.

Anything from the concept of human mortality to a faux pas I made at a party in 2005.

Until I got curtains recently, it was the orange street light.

My children, because they come with me wherever I go.

If I think my family’s not safe. And if I have a good idea musically: sometimes I can’t sleep out of excitement.

Most things really. I’m a night owl.

That to-do list I am supposed to get through but can’t summon the energy for in these weird, distracted times.

The thought of infinity.

The thought that I could be doing more: being more productive, doing more of the things that matter, and less of the things that don’t.

Material. I wake up in the middle of the night and write jokes.

Documentaries, my dog and Pornhub.

The studio. I work late.

Weirdly, sometimes exhaustion keeps me awake. If I am really tired, I won’t sleep well.

Mainly my devil dog.