From time to time my brain and I go to war and the major casualty of that war is sleep. It’s not enough that I can’t seem to wind down of an evening but when I do feel that wonderful lethargy that precursors the land of nod and fall into bed my brain instantly decides to ponder a variety of things. Try counting sheep, people say, but the only problem is the when I’m in overtired mode counting sheep has the opposite effect as I find myself creating elaborate back stories for said sheep along with names and family trees.
Remember when we were young and our parents would plead with us to have a nap and regardless of whether or not we were tired children all over the world protested just on principal. After all when you’re asleep is when all the interesting things happen, at least from the perspective of a three year old. Oh how I raged against the unfairness of bed-time and afternoon naps and now I can only look back with nostalgia.
I found this little cartoon which offers a rather odd reason as to why some of us have trouble going off to sleep but I think it may be a dangerous idea to place out in the world don’t you. After all the idea of simply wiping out all those who are sleeping while you are awake in an effort to avoid being trapped in their dreams is not as far fetched as you would believe to those of us awake at 3.30 am on night three and with no sleep in sight, is it?
However it does seem to be a trifle excessive at this point to eliminate the entire population just so I can get a full nights sleep. I won’t, however, take it off the table just yet because if I don’t get an uninterrupted nights sleep soon it won’t only be a case of population culling to aid sleep but simply a matter of vengeance against those whose ability to snooze I covet deeply.