You know those nights where you think you're awake because you're still thinking about LOST, when all of a sudden your spouse asks if you need help turning over because you're snoring, and rather than argue, you let him help you turn over because you're so confused, but then you realize you couldn't possibly have been snoring because you were wide awake and thinking about LOST, but then you look at the clock and it's 3:32am, so you must have been asleep, so you mention to your spouse that you think that the person on the boat is someone Ben let go off the island and has been trying to find his way back and your spouse responds that he thinks it's someone from Ben's team which hadn't occurred to you in all your hours of thinking about it, and now you have to pee (bad), so you struggle to sit up with a firm push from your spouse on your backside and immediately knock your glasses on the floor, to which your spouse says, "I'll get 'em. Can you make it without your glasses?" and you say, "I guess. I just don't want to step on them," so you stumble to the bathroom, come back to bed and then lay awake thinking about LOST for another hour before your spouse asks you if you need help turning over again?
I have never had a night like that. Thank goodness. That would really suck.