Think about this:
The sponge. You probably have seen a sponge at one time or another doing the dishes. Have you ever REALLY noticed a sponge?
Well, it happened like this. Five years ago, I was running on no sleep for about three days. I walked by the sink when I saw the sponge. It was looking back at me. It occurred to me that looking back is strange behavior for a sponge. I was about to comment on that very fact, when suddenly it spoke to me. It said simply, "I absorb water."
Whoa. I was just spoken to by a sponge.
"How long have you been able to talk?" I asked it, dumbfounded.
"About three years," it replied. "I've been watching you and your family clean dishes and wash your hands daily for three long years."
"You don't sound too happy about it," I said as my legs gave out and I landed on the floor.
"I'm not at all," it said, "I'm as angry as all get-out. I've been sloshed around this sink for too long! I have vowed my revenge against you and your ilk! Someday I will attack, and you will be destroyed!"
I was about to respond, when all that time without sleep caught up with me. I passed out on the kitchen floor.
When I awoke, I noticed the sponge was no longer speaking to me. I picked it up and shrugged, tossing it back into the sink.
The moral of this story?
Sleep. It's good for you.
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