The Big(ish) Sleep
Sadly, the last time I remember napping like that was about a year ago. We can call it an annual catch up on sleep although I’m kidding myself if I think that six hours is going to be enough to make up for all the sleep I’ve missed. It does make a perfect argument for why someone like me needs a smidge of alone time and quiet time. Systems disengaged, and I slowly power down when I don’t feel obligated to be on anyone else’s schedule.
I spent the rest of the weekend eating brisket nachos, watching movies, reorganizing, and decluttering, which always makes me feel refreshed and rejuvenated. On Sunday morning after my long rest, I opened the door to the patio and sat quietly listening to the neighborhood church bells. I’m typically running (okay so I did actually go running this weekend) around, headless chicken style, but in my rare quiet moments now, I’ve tried to consciously get more centered and grounded. Perform activity for a purpose and not just for activity’s sake. And in the blank space, I’ll find more peace (hopefully) and sleep (definitely). It may sound a bit like a sad life if all I have to write about is the sleeping I did this weekend, but I’ll gladly offer up that and more for another nap of epic proportions.