Statue Sleeping
I started noticing a phenomenon I called “Statue Sleeping.” On a soft mattress, I used to wake up with the sheets tangled, the pillows on the floor, and my body twisted—evidence of a night spent fighting for comfort. On the floor, I would wake up in almost the exact same position I fell asleep in. I looked like a corpse in a morgue, but in a good way. My wife noted that I had stopped thrashing around.
This stillness meant my sleep cycles were uninterrupted. I wasn’t expending energy trying to stabilize myself. I was simply powering down. This efficiency meant I needed less sleep overall. I used to need 8.5 hours to feel human. Now, I was waking up naturally after 6.5 or 7 hours, feeling fully charged. It was like I had upgraded my internal battery from an old lead-acid one to a high-efficiency lithium-ion.