Seem to need regular afternoon naps again even after 10 or more hours of unbroken rest each night. Suspect my body is simply trying to recover from all the abuse it has endured in recent months. Even so, when I otherwise feel so good, it seems a shame to spend so much of any given day in an unconscious state (you, in the back row. Don't insert any cheeky cheap shots here puleese!). It's not as if I can resist the urge. Once the notion of a nap takes hold, it is as if a strong but gentle hand forces my head onto the nearest pillow.
Please don't let this information put off any thoughts of phoning or stopping by. I'd love to hear from you or share a cuppa. If I need more sleep after enjoying your company, I can easily return to my pillow. Won't be doing anything terribly important in any case. As the great philosophers Lennon & McCartney once said, I'm only sleeping.
Hope I look at least half this adorable when I'm in La-la-land
http://www.myfunnypets.net/pics/sleeping-animals/
Perhaps I'll enter the Slumber Olympics some day. No doubt I'll get some stiff competition from others perfecting the pastime - like these folks.
http://www.buzzfeed.com/paws/awkward-cat-sleeping-positions
If I'd rather drift off to soothing music, I could do worse than chose this composition by Eric Whitacre:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9shXm0cIeEY
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