I can’t imagine being unable or unwilling to sleep. Sleep is my go-to favorite method of escapism. I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime. And my dreams invariably fill the voids in my life, like cuddling with soft fluffy loving precious housepets that I don’t actually have, my children when they were in their adorable toddler stage, love & romance, family, big clean white house that I don’t actually live in, but always do in my dreams. I’ve never tried drugs & never will, but the bliss I experience from sleeping seems comparable to how people describe heroin. Except sleep costs nothing, is always available, causes no trouble, & is a whole lot healthier than heroin 😄