Section 1: I fall asleep in front of the TV.
Section 2: I wake up feeling zomboid and worse I have to race to commandeer the poop deck.
Section 3: It's worse than I thought! I've got a stomach bug!
Section 4: I fall asleep on the poop deck.
Section 5: (Repeat Section 1) I wake up on the floor next to the poop deck feeling zomboid .
Section 6: (Repeat Section 2) I clean myself up, cursing my cruel stars.
Section 7: (Repeat Section 3) Feeling better I go back to bed.
Section 8 (Repeat Section 4) I put headphones on in bed and I slowly drift off to sleep listening to a playlist of Mario's more soothing music and I have amazing dreams of being pampered by a seraglio of 156 divine houris.
Section 9: I awake and there's initially there's a blissful silence, but then I suddenly realise that all of the above was a dream, but I awake to the reality of actually having 156 houris who are all shouting:
"YOU'VE OVERSLEPT AGAIN, CHAY! WHERE'S OUR FREAKIN' BREAKFASTS?! MOVE YOUR SAD [*****] OR WE'LL CONFISCATE BIAB!"

Some favourite Waoist Adages:
#1: Play on the Way.
#13: Ask not for whom the flower blooms, it blooms for you.
#58: Bring consciousness to it.
#63: On the road to effortlessness, effort must be made.
#92: Be Love Now, the rest will come on its own.