I think about.... Everything. Everyone I know, and have ever known. Everything that has ever happened in my life and in the world, and everything that may happen, now, or in the future.
I think about my death a lot too, when I doze off. I dreamed about my death, twice.
The first time, I was laying in a bed, in an upstairs room, in an old boarding house, in Victorian era England perhaps? The windows were open and lacy white curtains were softly billowing in the breeze. The sun was sinking low, and in my mind I could see the sunlight gleaming on copper colored cobblestone streets. And I could hear children off in the distance, laughing and playing, and I thought... this is my end. This is when and where I will die. And these happy playful kids I hear, will replace me. That is the way of things.
A lucid dream memory of a past life and death? Perhaps.
The second time, I was on a tall hill, and America was being bombarded with nuclear missiles. H-Bombs were exploding not far away, and I could see the mushroom clouds rising, and hear people shrieking in terror, and I knew I had only seconds left to live before the shock wave obliterated me.
And this begs the question; What would be your very last thoughts and words, when you know you're about to die?
In my case, I shouted out the name of my former fiancee. "I LOVE YOU MARIA!!!"
Sorry if I posted that story before. I'm old and senile and I guess it's important to me.
Now about how I am able to fall asleep without medication... usually I drink myself to sleep.
Also I put on headphones and play old movies and TV shows on my laptop which comfort me.
Lately that has been... Disney's Cinderella. 1950.
Very soothing movie