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in praise of sleep

I’ve just finished At Swim-Two-Birds by Flann O’Brien. Don’t let the incomprehensible title put you off. It contains vast stores of wisdom:

What is wrong with…most people…is that they do not spend sufficient time in bed.

I find nothing to disagree with in the above.

When a man sleeps, he is steeped and lost in a limp toneless happiness: awake he is restless, tortured by his body and the illusion of existence.

Flippin torturous body.

Why have men spent centuries seeking to overcome the awakened body?

YES. Forget this waste of thinking power, philosophers.

Put it to sleep, that is a better way. Let it serve only to turn the sleeping soul over, to change the blood-stream and thus make possible a deeper and more refined sleep…

In fact, let us all become cats:

cat pandaI admit he looks more like a panda in this photo, but it’s the same principle.

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the girl who was always on the wrong day

Is it..? Yeah, it probably is just me.

No, wait, it probably isn’t. One of the best things about ye interwebbe is that you can discover just how common and trashy is the problem you have which you previously thought was yours alooooone. And you (I) thought you were (I was) all alooooone in experiencing hiccups caused by carrots. Turns out, I’m definitely not the only one.

You see, the thing is, I’m always on the wrong day. My internal clock seems to have no idea what it’s doing.

still drifting

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