But sleeping brings dreams and other shit.
And in general fuck sleeping (although in all fairness it's better than hallucinations that start after 48 hours or so).
I've never hallucinated from sleep deprivation. Not on the several occassions where I've stayed up for 3 days straight without even micro-napping. Not when I averaged 4 hours of sleep a night for 5 straight months, with plenty of all-nighters mixed in (my first semester of school as a parent).
Cue movie moment, where the camera pulls back to reveal me actually wearing a straight jacket in a padded room, staring off into space.And I'm on the fence about whether I'd rather have nightmares then no dreams. I seriously just close my eyes and open them, and there's nothing in-between. Maybe some emotional residue that fades completely within 5 seconds of waking. It's awful, because it's so hard to make myself go to sleep. To me, it's not like choosing to go to sleep, which is how people normally think about it because there is some kind of experience associated with sleep. To me, choosing to go lay down for bed is the same as choosing to initiate the morning of the next day. I can tell this is not the relationship most people have with sleep, which is why I have so much more trouble than most people forcing myself to do it.
The few nightmares I have had weren't really so bad, either. I've had two that kept me seriously shaken up, for more than a couple minutes after waking. Both when I was a kid. The other three I can think of were terrifying in the middle of them, but I actually enjoyed mulling over after I'd woken up.