I woke this morning and promptly fell asleep.
Perhaps it was a dream, perhaps a nap in disguise—a sheep in nap’s clothing.
Once, I could blame work tasks and dull cheeses, Now, I nod off mid-sentence, and mid… anything.
I don’t always get quality naps. I try every day. I am happy to report that I solved the problem.
I fetched the step ladders in to the living room.
Mary said: what are you doing with those?
“Ah, they will help me solve a nap quality problem”
“Eh? How?”
“I’ll use the steps to reach the high-quality Z’s…”
Mary sighed.