I only recall one episode of sleep deprivation in my life (I keep a very odd sleep schedule). In a single stretch, I was a) in the process of purchasing a home, b) serving as a Parades Liason, c) worried sick over a mate who was in a horrific motor bike crash, and d) doing eight shows a week at three different venues. When I finally crashed, I'd had about five hours sleep over the course of six days. My then-girlfriend reported that I'd walk about the house babbling about the price of earthquakes and how that bloke wasn't good enough for my cabbages, all while asleep.
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‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
