“This book totally reminds me of this routine I had for a year or so in college, which I’m pretty sure started when I got a concussion.
I got up early for class. Then finished in the early afternoon. Then I’d eat a giant sandwich, and I’d sleep while DVD’s of Futurama played on my computer, screen off, commentary tracks on.
Those tracks were mostly the writers talking about where the ideas for different episodes came from, and that’s where a lot of this book goes too.
I’d sleep for a couple hours, then get up for work.
I slept between classes one semester too, in my car. I’d ratchet the seat back and nod off.
I’d never been so tired in my life. All the time, I just wanted to sleep.
It started right after I hit my head. That day I wanted to sleep so bad. And I did. I know you’re not supposed to. I knew it then too. But when you hit your head like that, you’re not thinking right. You just know that you want to sleep, so maybe that’s what you do.
I woke up. And I was mostly okay. Except for like a year after that, all I wanted to do was sleep. “