Apparently, I am absolutely fundamental to the continuance of life as we know it. Completely irreplaceable. The Earth simply could not rotate without me. In fact, every time I drift off to sleep, the planet plaintively calls out, "Mum! MUM!" and I have to stagger in to push its axis up to speed again. "Remember to tilt at 33 1/3 degrees," I mumble as I stumble back to my bed and collapse asleep, secure in the knowledge that I've saved the world - again.
Why do I have a butter knife in my hand? Hmm, it has mayo on it, I must have been making a sandwich. But wait, why am I standing in the bathroom? Wait, I don't even have any lunch meat. And, where are my pants?
New mothers often wonder why babies cry so much, and can't sleep for long stretches without requiring their parents' input. I don't wonder anymore. I know why. Babies require regular input because mothers must not be allowed to sleep for long periods of time. Certainly they must never be allowed to sleep and sleep until they have enough and are fully rested. And this is why: If a mother allowed her body to sleep until it woke up of its own accord, she would starve to death.
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