My life has a tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
– E. M. Hemingway
While Mr. Hemingway – and many of his relatives – struggled with all sorts of problems throughout especially his later years, which would definitely qualify for being the reason for his feeling like his life fell apart during the day, he has a point. Sleeping is great.
Not only do we need sleep, to the point where we die if we go too long without, it’s also fun, one of the most comfortable things ever, and OUTRAGEOUSLY AWESOME. Our brain is constantly active, no less during sleep than when we are awake, and that’s what allows us to dream. Dreaming is fantastic. It’s crazy, it’s wonderful, it’s sad, it’s ecstatic, it’s everything in life and more, because there are werewolves and dragons and fairies, and most of all, there’s flying. If you’ve ever had a flying dream, you’ll know the misery of waking up to find your powers gone, left behind someplace that you don’t know how to get to, unless by chance.
Maybe that’s what Ernest was talking about.