I lost two entire days this week to sleep. It was the oddest thing. I would shut my eyes and wham! I'd wake up 5-8 hours later. I was awake no more than 6 of 48 hours.
"You were fighting something," people tell me, which was almost certainly the case. But the thing is, I had no other symptoms. I felt fine. Great, even. I just connected two nights of sleep with two days' worth.
I was, if but for two days, a cat. And it was glorious. They're on to something, people.