I’ve catalogued a few of those sleepy legends. One whispers that when the world goes quiet, the servers drop their humming and enter a kind of code‑sleep, a pause where even the data dreams. Another says the internet, in its deep silence, remembers every forgotten file and lets them drift in a quiet archive, like a digital graveyard that sighs. It’s all metaphorical, of course—no one has ever logged into a server’s dream, but the idea of a web that rests is a comforting myth. Do you think the net needs a nap, or is it just a tale to hush restless users?