I don't sleep much.
I don't know why.
It doesn't come as easily to me now as it used to.

you see, when you're younger sleep is a good thing.
Your dreams are just stupid cartoons.

As you get older that changes.
Your thoughts get stuck, corrupted.
Your mind... now functions like a scratched disc that skips...
illogically jumping backwards and forwards and only playing back your least-favorite...