Because I can't stop my compulsive quoting...

 "I lay me down and slumber
And every morn revive.
Whose is the night-long breathing
That keeps a man alive?"

-- XIII, More Poems, A.E. Housman (1859 – 1936)

Going to bed is a little like dying. Someone slightly other wakes up in the morning.

Good point. For example, last night just before going to bed, I was totally absorbed in Eliezer's latest story. But when I woke up this morning, I forgot about wanting to finish the story, and started doing other things. (Eventually I came upon the open tab and finished it.)

BTW, if anyone hasn't read that story yet, you should keep this page handy as a reference, otherwise it's pretty hard to understand.