Sleep

Sleep is a confusing thing. Sometimes it's bad...like while driving....or sitting in the Jury box....or in class (especially when you're the teacher). Sometimes it's good....like on a rainy day.....or when you haven't had any in awhile......or during surgery.
Sometimes the determination of good or bad depends on your perspective. Are you the sleeper? Maybe you are trying to wake the sleeper? Maybe you just wish the baby WOULD sleep. If you're the baby, sleeping is the last thing you want to do, until it happens, then waking is the last thing you want to do. Of course, if you're the baby, you probably aren't reading this.
Zzz.............sorry, where was I? Oh yeah, sleep. Just think about all the stuff that goes along with sleep.......the dreams.......the nightmares......the snoring.........the funny clothes..........the unusual places. Why do we need beds? Some people sleep on couches......some on floors....some in boxes. I slept standing up in boot camp.
I think that sleeping gets a bad rap sometimes. If a person was promiscuous, people would say "they are sleeping around". Like that's the bad thing they were doing. We all sleep around when we go on vacation. They should say they are "sexing around". At least then sleep wouldn't be stigmatized.
One more thought, the funny clothes. I guess not everybody wears Feety-pajamas, but why do we insist on dressing differently for sleep. You might think that it's to be comfortable, but that's not really the case. If you are tired enough, you will sleep on broken glass with a blanket made of porcupine quills wearing sandpaper pajamas. Trust me, I've tried it.