The place where I can pour myself out to those who wish to feel the drops of my soul...
03 August 2006
Same Sun, Same Day (2 Aug 2006) With the dawn of day comes the promise of things to come, It comes with both the hopes and fears of life. The shining of the sun is warmth and light, A casting away of darkness.
With the dusk of day comes the memory of things that came, It goes with both the broken hopes and the unrealized fears of life. The twilight of the sun is cooling and fading, A welcoming of the shadow.
We can't exist with just one; both are needed and necessary, And like all things, the sun and its phases, like the moon, Give us reminders... time waits for no one.
This meant that I had to go to daycare afterwards, and even before kindergarten, when I was in daycare (it was NOT pre-school; it did do crafts and activities, but it was meant as entertainment and not necessarily learning), we had nap time.
I was always a child who enjoyed sleeping. I could basically sleep at the drop of a hat (and no, I'm not narcoleptic; I don't just sleep at the drop of a hat.)
But, the sense of "nap" has never left me. In college, I enjoyed the classes that allowed for me to return to my dorm room and nap, then go back to class. Free and easy snoozing an hour away.
I still enjoy naps. Even now, if I can find time for a nap, I will have one. As for sleeping at the drop of a hat, I have napped sitting up unpropped in a chair for as long as 15 min. I am bad. :)