![]() You can read, and watch the vid, and exercise, and think of what might have been had you opted to slay the boredom with deep sleep. A lifetime wasted gazing at gauges, seeking enlightenment in the unvarying glare of readouts of limited colours. Or even worse, you’ll survive, dazed and mumbling after the sacrifice of ten, twenty, thirty years of useless consciousness. Avoid the cryonic chambers and the boredom on a deep-space transport will kill you. ![]() But in deep space you don’t have any choice. The only cure is good sound sleep, and that just feeds the infection. Can’t take any pills or potions, can’t ask for a retroactive injection. Not a damn thing you can do about it, either. ![]() Just when you think you’ve got them licked they hit you all over again, sneaking up on you when you’re unprepared, when you’re completely relaxed and least expect them. They’re like a chronically recurring disease. David Giler & Walter Hill and Larry Fergusonįunny thing about nightmares.
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