I just woke up and reflected on the difference between my husband and me when it comes to our feelings about sleep. What’s your perspective? Sleep is: A) Something necessary but it gets in the way of other stuff B) Something necessary but I’m ok with that C) Something I have no particular feelings about D) Something broadly benign, I like going to bed E) A lovely recreational activity in its own right F) Something that eludes me, what is this sleep of which you speak?