You ever doze off in your hotel, TV still trying hard to wake you, the light of the lamps beside your bed pressing in on your closed eye lids? There’s that inevitable shock to the system as you wake, far too early, as that TV (and the lamp light) break through, your hands in front of your face, protecting against the advance, as the light slashing through your outstretched fingers bleeds through. You reach up to the switch with one had, jamming your fingers as you find the switch… fingering, pressing, twisting, twisting, off! The other hand reaches for the remote, no longer where you left it, now on the floor, fingers marching along the carpet… Found it! Pressing buttons furiously. Must… kill.. TV… Got it! Sleep…