Sleep. Like most things, I’m pretty bad at it. I’m one of those people who can function pretty well without getting that much Zzzs, and since I once pulled two all-nighters in a row, my sleep schedule has been kind of messed up ever since. Typically, I can only sleep 3 or 4 hours at a time. I have to get up in between and then go back to bed, so it’s a bit of a process. I have a lot of bizarre dreams when I sleep too. I don’t remember most of them but I do know every morning I wake up and think “What was that?” Once I dreamt I was in the Vietnam War. Scary stuff. Another time, I woke up and I was choking myself. I also lucid dream a fair amount, which is actually kind of fun. I remember the first lucid dream I had I was in an episode of Drake and Josh and I knew it couldn’t be real because it was too good to be true. After that, I had lucid dreams every night for three months. I also started being able to wake myself up from my dreams when they started going in a direction I wasn’t too thrilled about. I could just dip at any time.