If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time?

Imagine it: no more tossing, turning, or negotiating with the snooze button. Just endless hours of wakeful possibility. What would I do with all that extra time? 

– Plot world domination
  Like Pinky and the Brain, I’d sketch elaborate plans on napkin scrolls, fueled by midnight snacks and questionable caffeine rituals. Step one: gather the misfits. Step two: unleash unicorn armies. Step three: insert evil laugh here. 

– Invent strange rituals
  With no bedtime, I’d craft ceremonies for the forgotten hours—3 a.m. candle games, dawn playlists that summon grunge spirits, and shadow-work board games that only make sense at 4:47 a.m. 

– Remix fandom mythologies
  Imagine Sailor Moon guiding us through insomnia spells, Rainbow Brite painting the night sky with neon resilience, and Voltron assembling at 2 a.m. to guard our collective dreams. 

– Host sensory-friendly midnight salons  
  No sleep means more time to gather the community—sharing haunted recipes, crafting rituals for exhaustion, and laughing at the absurdity of being awake when the world insists on slumber. 

– Write horror with a wink
  Body horror becomes metaphor, insomnia becomes transformation, and the monsters under the bed finally get their own blog series. 

And maybe, just maybe, I’d use those hours to take over the world—not with armies or lasers, but with rituals, playlists, and communal magic. Because if I didn’t need sleep, I’d have all the time in the world to turn exhaustion into celebration. 

Mwahahaha… evil laugh echoes into the night. 

But in reality I would be trying to figure out how to sleep. I’d miss the thrall of nothingness, the bliss of sinking into soft sheets, and maneuvering through maddening dreams.