I went nine months without REM sleep.
This must be an exaggeration (me? exaggerate?). I recall a general truth that a few nights without REM leads to insanity.
So maybe it’s not an exaggeration.
What I know is that suddenly, for the past few nights, I’ve swirled deeply once more into the darkness of REM: I’ve had to perform in a play for which I’ve not read the script, which I have to (unsuccessfully) piece together from crumpled up wads of paper before hitting the stage (thankfully not naked). (more…)