Ieri notte non riuscivo a prendere sonno. O meglio, mi son addormentato alle 7 del pomeriggio, mentre studiavo, e mi son svegliato a mezzanotte; ho cenato, mentre tutti dormivano e mi son messo a guardare uno dei tanti talk show sulla vicenda Scazzi. Seduto sul divano, come se fosse pieno giorno, guardavo questo programma, che ripeteva le stesse things heard from all sides, and it seemed that the night did not exist. We invented door to door, electric light, an alarm clock ... to defeat all night, but still we sleep. A third of our lives is taken up by sleep, I practically lived 6 of my almost 18 years in a coma. I mean, I mean sleeping, because in a comatose state for better or worse I have experienced all. I thought about who works at night and can not enjoy the day, those who are sleepless because sale and shall bear all the others are asleep, I thought to myself, that with a stomach ache that I had to go to the bathroom, and then I stopped thinking.
But this morning I have asked him: how the world would be today if there was the need to sleep? If no man had ever rested a moment in his life, if eighty and eighty were finally no more than sixty, or fifty. How would our cities? Homo sapiens as we know it appeared on earth about 200,000 years ago and has since lived two-thirds, then: 200,000 divided by 100 is 2000, which makes about 130,000 regular 66.6 years. Ergo, if there had been no need for sleep, Homo sapiens 70,000 years would have had more time to scratch his belly and playing ping pong, or maybe to put on more quickly and evolve a civilization. The city today is therefore likely to be trafficked by millions of flying cars, or even be on another planet, is to be exactly same, but with the supermarkets are always open and more jobs for all, through the turns. I wonder how would the literature, what men think, how many would be and what would we do on Saturday afternoon. We would be much more educated, because the school would take more, there would be more time for reading, and I'd be the head of the universe, but we feel more ignorant, because the more you know and the more you realize you do not know. I wonder if there may be many religions ... perhaps science would become the only source of faith, maybe someone will know God and you will realize that not all crabs that it wishes to believe. Who knows how many obese people, many homicides and suicides, quanti divorzi, quanta voglia di vivere. Chissà se quelli che non hanno mai tempo lo troverebbero e quelli che ne hanno troppo troverebbero altri modi di svagarsi. Chissà se riuscirei mai a scrivere un libro. Chissà se si potrebbe dormire lo stesso, anche senza averne bisogno. A me piacerebbe.
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