Today is yesterday's tomorrow.
There is something to be said for the nap. Siesta. Mid-day slumber. Some cultures even allow for the nap within the business structure of the day. Try to mail a letter between 1 and 3 in Mexico. Good luck. I think that is one of the many aspects of my job that I truly love. Be it in some hotel room or condo on the road, or right here smack dab in the middle of a hot NOLA afternoon, I rarely miss my little re-boot. It doesn't even have to be long or deep...sometimes a mere 30 minutes of closed eye reverie does the trick perfectly. In fact, too long down actually ruins the restorative nature and intent of the act. Nap does not equal sleep, per se. That's like equating masturbation to hours of nasty, sweaty sex. Oh well...time to mastu...umm.... nap. heh. bd
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