Several observations:

You can call it anything you want, give it any name, and it's clear just what you are talking about.

If I were any more lucid I'd have the runs.

My brain is at war with the hour. It is active, wanting more of the day, while the control agent checks itself against the time and demands that I shut down. Damn the regulator.

Sleep can seduce me as well as any coquette can.