There's a thing they call sleep, it's when you do nothing and it's very not productive with regards to work. You sit there and do nothing and in some cases you maybe move, you turn, you twist. You do the moves but you're not really moving, so I hate that. Don't we, folks? So I don't sleep.
There are other things, obviously. When you sleep is when he comes, of course, when your Father comes and he's melting and he looks at you and silently screams, we all know about that, he extends his hand and it touches you and you know he's very angry, incredibly angry. And you make a perfect phone call and you tell him that, of course, but it's not perfect and it's never enough for him. There are others, too, you see the woman with the hair, the red child, all of them. They show up when you're sleeping and it's incredibly bad, really terrible stuff, you wake up screaming in some cases and your wife, OR PROSTITUTE, but they turn to you and ask "SIR, What happened there?" and you realize you've let.... there's a little something extra in the bed, okay?
But you do this when you sleep so I'm not sleeping and it's doing a lot. Ordinary people sleep maybe 7, 11 hours a day. That's how they named the place. But I? Or me? Sleeping is not.... not a huge fan, because of the things. So I sleep 3 hours or less, enough that they can't find me. And it's doing incredible things with my mind, or brain as some say it. I'm much more productive and I'm able to sign many bills while others are sleeping. While the red child is tearing up the wallpaper I'm signing the bills in some cases.