I do not nap.This was true when I was 3 years-old and never got a stamp on my hand at St. Luke's...because I'd never nap.
Well, about every 4 months I go into a state of napping. That a natural disaster unfortunately probably couldn't wake me from.
In college, Kat used to have to check in on my during this state.
It's unshakeable.
It usually occurs after weeks of going, going, and more going.
It happened after a thesis presentation, after a week mission trip, after my first year of teaching.
Well, the past 2 days have involved napping. To the point, that I allow my to-do list to not have things crossed off. And, I leave my phone in the other room.
It feels good.
But, what feels even better than having a napping-fest? Waking up from a napping-fest to a Pete's date with my parents.
Moral of the Story: Sometimes, napping feels so good.
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