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Perchance to dream...

I love sleep.  Sometimes the thoughts of jumping into my cozy bed make me positively giddy.  Sometimes the only way I can convince myself to get out of bed in the morning is to remind myself that I can get back into it as soon as I get home from work (I don't, usually, and once I'm up I'm up. I just hate leaving my bed, especially when it's still dark out).  There are all kinds of sleep, each with its own unique characteristics, but there is no sleep quite like that to be had on a cool gray Sunday afternoon.  The sweet lassitude of mind and body as you snuggle under the duvet and tuck your face into a pillow (for want of a friendly shoulder) and hang so precariously on the cusp of unconsciousness that you don't realize you've been asleep until you awaken surprised yet still so dozy and lax and empty-headed - it's restoring.  No better rest for a weary spirit.

Hooray for naps!

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antesqueluz
Mar. 28th, 2011 11:25 pm (UTC)
:-P