Like pretty much everyone who's ever talked about naps as an adult, I didn't like them when I was a kid - but then I grew up and realized that naps rule.
There's all sorts of science behind why a nap is good for you. It helps you digest, it gives you a little pick-me-up, it makes you happier and more alert, etc. etc. etc. As far as I'm concerned, all of that is just icing on the cake. A nap is a sweet little morsel of time that lets you float away from your responsibilities on a spun-sugar dream cloud.
I like 'em.
At my parents' house, my favorite place to nap is on a big grey sofa in the living room. I cuddle into the cushions, put one throw pillow under my head and one on top of my feet, and then I sleep, feeling safe, comfortable, and the teensiest bit rebellious. Sleeping? In the middle of the day? What a wild and crazy person I must be.
In college I usually napped on my bed, but when the opportunity arose - and it often did - I would catch my Z's wherever I happened to be. At USC and Swansea Uni that meant curling up on stiff pleather couches in corners, between bookshelves in dusty, disused corners of the library, and even lying facedown on the quad and hoping no squirrels got frisky. When I'm on a bus or the Tube, I fall into a doze that's lifted easily by the announcement of my stop. I am an opportunistic napper, I'll admit that.
Since I've been in the UK, I've fallen asleep in every room in the house but my boyfriend's roommates' bedrooms. Nap-wise, I've fallen asleep on the couch in the kitchen when my boyfriend was playing video games. I've fallen asleep in the living room behind the couch when he and his friend were taking a Christmas photo, and I frequently fall asleep on aforementioned couch when I get tired of editing, writing or applying to jobs. If I told you I wasn't teased for this, I'd be lying - apparently it seems like I just fall asleep wherever I am when I get sleepy. And that...well, actually, that may be the case.
For as far back as I can remember, I've felt safer sleeping in the daytime than at night. It's usually a bit warmer, I'm usually tired, and my brain doesn't seem to turn on creatively until right before I fall asleep - that, coupled with a lifetime of insomnia, means that naps are sometimes the only way for me to get rest. My ideal nap is about an hour and a half long, but I dated a guy in college who liked 20-minute power naps (what I would call 'death naps' because I always rose feeling like death.)
What do you guys think? Pro-nap, anti-nap? Opportunistic napper?
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