Sleep. Can't live with it, can't live without it.
Bah! Humanity has faulted! The beauty is dwindling, the romance is all but dead. Look at what you've done! Look around you! Will you not be satisfied until there is no meaning, no true meaning left in all the world? I wish for the day when the world as we know it plummets and falls to its demise and we must start again. From the beginning, from the dust. Go now! Go take your outstretched hand and plunge it deep into the dirt. When you pull it back and bring forth a heart, still beating, come back to me. It will all be good and new.