Continuing my paean to myself as the unchallenged champion of sleep:
I read constantly when I’m not writing—I still love learning. My favorite spot for reading is a lounge chair in my sunroom. If sleep overcomes me, I allow myself a fifteen-minute nap. My brain somehow keeps track of the time and wakens me when my time is up.
I sleep every afternoon for an hour, and I usually get nine hours sleep every night. I luxuriate in a life that allows me to sleep as much as I want, whenever I want.
I don’t know anyone who enjoys sleep as much as I do. I don’t know anyone who is as good at it as I am. I may not be the master of my soul—Post-Traumatic Stress Injury from my time in combat in Vietnam prevents that—but I am the master of sleep. No one can outsleep me.
