Friday, August 2, 2013

I Believe In A Thing Called Naps

It's like believing in a thing called love, but less stressful, and decidedly less involved. Just sleeping. Maybe some strange dreams, but other than that it's the best. Since taking my trip to Illinois, I have taken a nap/fallen asleep every day. For the most part it hasn't been intentional. But I have no responsibilities, nothing to work on, nothing to worry about, nothing to get done. And I could do things; like read or take walks, or try harder to see old acquaintances and friends, etc. Or I could lie on my comfortable bed, and slip into unconscious bliss, to reawaken hours later, having lost nothing and gained everything. A few more hours of not having to think about anything, and the pleasant feeling that you've accomplished nothing, and that's okay. It makes me wish we took siestas. Being at work does too, actually... Americans are silly. Siestas aren't just a pleasant idea, or for lazy people who stay up too late, or other cultures. I think siestas are inspiration from the Gods. How pleasant would it be to finish up with a little something at work, go eat a delicious meal, find a couch, and conk out for an hour or two? I'd be willing to stay til 7 if I got a break like that in the middle of the day. It sounds glorious. Since I more or less am master of my own hours, I may do just that. Because that would be freaking sweet beans, yo. Naps are so lovely, and babies have the right idea. They eat and they sleep. That's what I've been up to here, and that's what I wish I could do always. Maybe add a few other things in there, but those are definitely the most important ones (Latin dancing being next on that priority list... ;) Point is, napping is beautiful. Life is better after a nap. You're more beautiful after a nap. Sounds are sweeter after a nap. Tastes taste better after a nap. Sights are more sightly after a nap. Napping is glorious, and we should all do it. So go, start believing (and then don't stop (believing)).

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