That was a nap that makes the other naps whistle a low, "da-a-a-mn."
That was a nap of stygian oblivion. A state of perfect matte blackness from which you awaken unsure whether tomorrow has eclipsed today.
That was a nap that bulleted past with all but its wingtips tucked and obliterated your little sparrow of consciousness in such a blinding explosion of feathers and talons that you didn't have time to whimper.
That, my friends, was a nap.
Damn.
[update: I submitted this entry to Six Sentences and they accepted and posted it here.]
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
now that was a nap
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six sentences,
sleep
Saturday, June 16, 2007
renegade ex-mormon with coffee
Letter I recently wrote to my daughter:
as luck or coincidence would have it, the science of sleep came up in my netflix queue and arrived the same week as the 25th "anniversary of my wakefulness." June 14th, 1982: i was told i had narcolepsy and that diagnosis (and treatment) marked a dramatic change in my life.Narcolepsy is comedy fodder. And it should be. It's a quirky disorder that doesn't kill you but can muffle much of life's bright color if undiagnosed. But, it is a funny problem. I am grateful to the quacky internist who suggested that I might have a sleep disorder. I would have been hard-pressed to accomplish a third of what I have done in my life thus far, in that sleepy state.
but i never stopped loving the feeling of falling asleep.
the movie was enchanting. especially the corrugated cardboardness of it all. and how could one not delight in cotton-turned-clouds? anyway, it's making me rethink my "chaos" and how much i love having creative materials around me.
love,
mom
Re: this post's title
Having been raised Mormon, I was ironically barred from the only non-prescription and universally available stimulant: caffeine. When I discovered coffee after my diagnosis (it was the only alternative to prescription drugs that were not an option while breast-feeding aforementioned daughter in her infancy) my system seized upon this substance. I was AMAZINGLY awake. And my virginal digestive system was in an uproar. Good times.
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caffeine,
mormonism,
narcolepsy,
sleep
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