Insomnia.

I just want to start off by saying that I am not and never have been an insomniac.

I just think that there is something really strange about sleep.

We are forever saying that our lives are too short, and that there aren't enough hours in the day, but how many of us look forward to a weekend lie-in or dread the Monday morning alarm?

We waste so much time asleep.

I wonder, if you were to die tomorrow, what would you regret? All the things that you ran out of time to do, or not having enough time to sleep?