Nov 18, 2006 17:12
half hour naps mean miniature dreams. the kind you want to stay asleep for but don't remember four seconds after you've gotten out of bed. does your alarm clock have a "NAP" function? mine does. it allows for a whole new level of trust in myself. trust to not sleep through important meetings. trust to not sleep through the plans you made three hours earlier. trust that would not otherwise exist since sleep is more intoxicating after you've been intoxicated and didn't get to sleep 'till past four in the morning. after you woke up to find a whistle on your key-ring. after you rode in the backseat with a surprisingly calm stolen orange cat. after you ate the second last banana at that house party on the other side of town. after you stood under that awning with kate smoking a extra-not-extra cigarette from an islander you ignored to compare notes on a party on the other side of town. you don't smoke cigarettes. you watched two people making out on the other side of the islanders. you watched the football field lit up in the rain. you remembered things. you felt lonely but surrounded. you open all the windows wide at 3 but are going to have to shut them by 5.15 since this obtrusively warm weather is about to break.
nap are the poor yet hopeful person's drug. i'm not tired, i'm addicted.