I beg to differ.
Well. I assume you already know it’s not a waste of time inasmuchas…if you don’t sleep you go insane and die. So it’s right up there with wastes of time like breathing and eating.
But even as far as productivity and entertainment…dreaming is not only essential for your more complex sort of brains to not go insane…I’ve always found it very entertaining. You haven’t?
It doesn’t seem to me that your brain ceases to be productive just because it’s asleep…seems part and parcel of a productive brain.
I don’t seem to require much sleep (although I may be fooling myself) because I usually go to bed very late and get up early…2AM to about 7AM (-ish)
But I do love to fall asleep! I can go to sleep rather quickly and I love that minute or two when you know you are about to drift off. It just feels yummy…kind of like you are floating. If I go to bed early, say around 10PM, I usually wake up in the middle of the night…which I count as a bonus because I get to go to sleep again.
I love sleeping, but hate going to bed.
I feel that there should be 30 hours in a day, maybe then I could get my precious 8 hours.
I am usually very sleepy when I get home, but become wide awake when it’s about time to go to bed.
So I don’t and therefore don’t get enough sleep.
This is why I love weekends. (unless my neighbour decides to remodel his house at 8 AM) :mad:
If I never had to sleep I would be a happy camper. I don’t dread sleep some much as I feel it would be time that could be spent doing more interesting stuff and I have always hated the idea that I might be missing something.
If I never had to sleep I could have finished reading Atlas Shrugged by now.
Yes, yes, me too!! In fact, when I have to take narcotic pain killers for my kidneys I can feel that floating “about to drift into sleep” thing for up to a half-hour at a time. I’m very careful with my pills, as I like this feeling very much and can easily understand how one could get hooked.
I swear I must be part cat.I love sleep,if I get less then 10 hours a day I feel denied 12 hours a day is a big plus for me. Im usually asleep by 8:30 A.M (I work night shift) and awake anywhere from between 7 P.M to 9 P.M depending on what stuff I need to get done then back out to work. My current record was a few years back, I fell asleep around 1 A.M on a Saturaday after work and slept straight on through till Sunday around 4 P.M
Sleep, I hear, is for the weak. I prefer my bouts of weakness to be about 8 hours in length, personally. I also hear sleep is for the stupid, and I’d have to admit I’d be pretty impressed if I could meet someone who managed to not have to sleep at all (assuming they could do so and still be healthy. Jacking yourself up on stimulants doesn’t count).
But yeah. No, as interesting as it is to hear the testimonies of people who’ve gone for long, long periods of time without sleep (“I can make the floor ripple with my mind!”), I rather like it, meself.
I have… a love hate relationship with sleep. But is it really sleep that bothers me, or the fact that I have a place in the world that frowns upon sleep?
I love to sleep, I’ve slept 23 hours before, straight, without waking up (at least, not remembering it). After I woke up from that I felt dirty. I had to take a very thorough shower, and I had a bad taste in my mouth that I felt I had to wash out with many things.
But currently, I am hating sleep. Lately, I’ve been bombarded by a swarm of dreams every time I fall asleep. Ranging from smurfs, creating a black hole by dividing by zero in my calculator, eating clouds. I’ve also had some dreams that make me question my mental stability even more than I already do. Twice, I’ve had a dream which I’ve had an overcoming lust to tear apart and eat people. One of them I was just playing some sort of dream induced made up game that actually kind of looked like fun… maybe I’ll invent such a game if I don’t forget all the details of it. Then I got hungry. And… I tore apart and ate. I woke up hungry, and I still had the urge to tear apart and eat people.
Another, I was just some guy. With some other people. In a cave. Why we were there I don’t know. Somehow there were guns involved, we were some military group. I turn into monster, tear apart, and eat. And I woke up instantly questioning my sanity.
And naturally, I dreamed about sex. I dreamed about a bunch of other crap. Too much crap to remember. These dreams were good. All of them I remembered, except one which I lost an eye, or maybe both. I have a fear of that.
But whenever I wake up in the morning, I’m completely disoriented by all these dreams, and most often if I don’t get a grip on reality, I just fall asleep again.
Funny, I had this conversation just the other night with a friend of mine. It was about, oh, say, 3:00 in the morning, while we were studying in the library.
Me: “I have to go to bed. I don’t want to go to bed. Sleep is so unproductive.”
Friend: “I agree, sleep is wasted time.”
Me: “I wish we didn’t have to sleep. Wouldn’t that be great? I could get so much done.”
Friend: “Yes, but then there would be a higher standard of productivity. Since there wouldn’t be sleep, people would expect 8 hours more work out of you per day, and there’d be no such thing as leisure time.”
pause to ponder
Me: “I wish everyone else had to sleep.”
Yup, that about sums up my feelings about sleep. I wouldn’t protest at all to getting eight hours of sleep a night, if I could get everything accomplished in the other sixteen with room to spare. Unfortunately, such is not the case. Hence my four-hour-a-night sleeping pattern.
I am in the love it/hate it category. I would love it if I could actually get deep, restful sleep but either I wake up every frickin’ hour or I have too much REM sleep and wake up tired from all the running around in my dreams.
Plus I usually always wake up in pain or the pain wakes me up in the middle of the night. In fact a good night’s sleep for me usually means I only woke up 2 or 3 times, which doesn’t happen enough. In fact last night was an every hour or less. I remember falling asleep a little after 11pm and then I was wide awake thinking I must have been asleep for hours and it was only 11:40pm. That went on all night, with me waking up and looking at the clock to see an hour or less had passed every time.
So, I would love sleep if I could actually get some.
