freedom costs money

For the sake of balance, here's the other side of the coin:

I had much less no sleep than our little resident Taki thing, and yet I was rendered practically delerious by the lack of sleep and made buns of freakish size and shape and number (5). I saw things. Things like sheepdogs leaping out of the egg cupboard, things like zombies stealing my biggest socks, things like more zombies stealing my next biggest socks, things like a man in a cloak behind the dining-room door, things like a panther on the porch roof, things like a python in the bath, things like spiders everywhere - everywhere, wherever you look, spiders - usually just disappearing behind something.

Plus, besides seeing things that were not there, nothing I said made any sense at all (don't) and I had to resort to pointing and giggling hysterically. The egg! I want the bloody egg! You know I can't whistle unless it's that bit from that song about the dock, you know, where he died. Come by, come by! The egg! Alright, the sheep then, but it'll be a lumpy bun.

Personally sleep is an important thing in peoples lives. it is the healer when you are ill, the play time of the subconcuss, among other things. more important in the mundane world people need sleep in order to focus and achieve whatever they do. the main point is if the body is tired then you need to listen and respect its wishes otherwise the the fallout could be great.

My body will do what I bloody well tell it to.

Same goes for my mind.

Respect its wishes? Pah.

I now intend to stay awake forever, just to make sure my body doesn't get any funny ideas about who's in charge.

Presumably one who wings at night might not be all that familiar with the sleep and is therefore speaking from experience when he describes the fallout?!

The fallout has actually been the past three days. I have slept for about 60 hours! Which is perhaps why my kidneys ache and no-one is talking to me any more.

It's nice to be a student and therefore able to sleep for all that time without someone getting promoted over me or losing a partner to some other, more responsive fellow.

hmmm...

Very true. My mind is the bit of me that gets the tolerance and indulgence while my body just plugs away thanklessly. Won't have it forever I suppose. I should really do more exercise besides made up kung-fu and knocking hell out of my sofa with wooden practise katanas.