I have a love/hate relationship with sleep. In the morning, when I'm coming back to consciousness, sleep is the best thing ever. The last thing I want to do is get up and stop sleeping.
However, at night, I hate sleep. I wish I didn't have to do it, and I generally try to put it off for as long as possible. This might be why I love it so much in the morning.
There's not enough time in the day. Every day I lose 8 hours to unconsciousness. Not that I'd do anything particularly special with those 8 hours, but hey, I love dicking around, and I'd love 8 more hours to do so every day.
Ah, fuck it.