Four goddamn hours.
Four motherfucking hours.
Bah, who needs to sleep?
Look sonny, I try to get my eight hours. I shun social convention to get sleep. I wake up three minutes before I need to go to work. Sleep, to me, is a realm much superior to the waking life. We dream, we rest, we regenerate...yet we're always yanked into the cold, harsh fold of reality, day after day. I see REM, and it is beautiful. I can only dream, and dream I do.
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Are you a Koala bird? Are you only up for four hours a day?