by Doris Jean Shaw
I tried to take a nap this afternoon but my brain must have been in overdrive. I just couldn’t keep all these thoughts from wandering around. Why is it easier to nap on the sofa than to go to bed? I guess that going back to bed indicates negative energy and I don’t want to go there.
While I was stretched out on the couch, not sleeping: the phone rang three times. None of the calls were so important that they could not have waited until later. A truck clanged by with so much noise that I thought it should be helped out of its’ misery. To top it off, I kept thinking about all the things I could be doing.
Do I give myself permission to nap? It is a habit that will be hard to break if I start?
I can’t seem to keep my eyes open. I lose the argument with myself no matter which side I chose. Babies nap and their world is a lot better because of it. Cats nap and they are in a different mood upon awakening.
So what pleases me?
I can’t decide, but I did type this and intend to turn over and pulled up the blanket.
Doris Jean Shaw is a Life Coach, retired educator, author. She loves to write about her travels, along with children’s stories and devotionals.