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" How bland the morning felt – in the way that mornings often felt bland, unthreatening, uncomplicated. Each morning – assuming that some minimal intervention of sleep had demarcated it from the day before – created the illusion of a new beginning, a kind of freedom from the past. Humans, it seemed, were truly diurnal creatures, not simply in the sense of being non-nocturnal but in the sense of being designed for living one day at a time – one separated day at a time. Uninterrupted consciousness could tear a man to pieces. No wonder the CIA used sleep deprivation as a torture. A mere ninety-six hours of uninterrupted living – seeing, hearing, feeling, thinking – could make a man wish he were dead. "
― John Verdon , Let the Devil Sleep (Dave Gurney, #3)