50+ hours every week, horizontal, with my eyes closed? Who needs it? Not me. I’ve cut down but I can’t quit. Just when I think I’ve got the habit beat, it creeps up on me again. I wake up and think, “Damn! I did it again.” There’s probably a support group for this–a 12-step program. I wonder if you have to believe in a higher power, like Hypnos? “Hi, I’m Dang and I have a sleep problem.”
Macbeth had a more direct approach.
He makes sleep sound almost pleasant, not the time-waster we know it is. He managed to murder sleep by murdering his king and queen and slipping a knife into his own scruples. That doesn’t sound feasible, so I think I’ll try writing in iambic pentameter.
I don’t want to sleep so now I’ll fight it,
Pretend that sleep is a dog bone and bite it,
Or shake it off like a duck shakes water,
I’ll make sleep the lamb and bedtime the slaughter.
– William Blogosphere, from “The Dangnab Tragedy “