An alternate title for this post could be: Purposefully Falling Asleep, According To Emily. Because sometimes you plan naps, and sometimes they sneak-attack you.
Even though I usually wake up disoriented and sometimes panicky, I relish napping (intentional or otherwise). Once the initial shock of waking up has passed, I’m in a much better mood after I’ve napped. Imagine if everyone took a nap every day. People would be much more pleasant.
The problem is, I sleep like I’m dead. And like I died quickly. Much like dead people, it’s also hard to wake me. Waking me up in the middle of a nap can lead to dreadful consequences such as incomprehensible text messages, lack of concentration and emotional instability.
In order to remedy these side-effects, I usually go back to sleep if I wake up from a nap. Unfortunately this results in naps lasting upwards of two hours. Then, of course, I’m unable to sleep at night when I’m supposed to, resulting in a tiring following day, leading to more naps… And the vicious (but somehow beautiful) cycle continues. Sleeping in the middle of the day is much more satisfying than sleeping at night.
Here is a look at my nighttime logic:
“Dang, it’s late. I should probably go to sleep, because I have to wake up early tomorrow.”
“But I have so much homework to do (ok, ok… I have so much socializing to do).”
“You’re right. I can always take a nap tomorrow.”
No matter how busy I am, if I’m tired I’ll usually make time for a nap. Whether I decide to make time myself, or my brain forces me to make time by causing me to fall asleep while doing my assigned reading.
I often wake up with my computer open in front of me, hands still on the keyboard, and realize I fell asleep while watching knitting videos on YouTube (What, you don’t do that? All the cool kids are watching fiber arts videos these days…). I’m always frustrated on the surface. Dang it… I fell asleep again. But at the same time, I feel so rested and pleasant. I may complain about accidentally taking naps, but secretly I enjoy it.
In fact, it happens so much that my mom said one day: “You know, I came home from work today and everyone was where they should be: your brothers playing video/computer games, and you on your bed. Asleep.” If me being asleep is part of someone’s everyday routine, I should probably reexamine my daily schedule. I’m not even in school right now. How can I keep being so tired everyday that naps are inevitable? I don’t even do that much…
I never appreciated naps until I went to college, but now I understand their worth. I’m a growing girl. My body needs rest if I’m to grow taller (Ok, fine. I know I’ll stay short the rest of my life…).
Il ne faut pas réveiller le chat qui dort,