My west coast brother and his cat have informed me that today is Festival of Sleep Day. I find this an easy day to celebrate since these gray cloudy days inspire me to nap. I suspect that I was either a cat or a Mexican in a former life, since each of these groups, like me, are great believers in afternoon naps. Of course cats also believe in morning, noon, late afternoon and evening naps, but whose counting? I have a friend who claims that she meditates but she doesn't nap. That may be, but I find when I try meditating it pretty quickly becomes a nap. But I'm a controlled napper; 20 minutes each afternoon is all I need to perk me up and keep me going. Of course the better the context, the better the nap. A nap in my recliner is far superior to a nap while standing in the checkout line at the grocery store.
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