The Lighthouse

the lighthouse

04 September 2011

Nap attack

What is it about Sunday afternoons that are so drowsy?  Here it is, two in the afternoon and I can barely keep my eyes open.

Is it psychological?  Is it subliminal?  Or is it a genetic necessity of survival that human beings actually stop for one afternoon and snooze?

I like that last explanation.  Sunday is called the day of rest, after all.  God commands that we do no work on this day so I will merely be obedient when, in the next five minutes, I curl myself around my pillow and surrender to slumber.

Please close the door quietly on your way out.

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