You want to know what's under-rated? Naps.
That's what.
Babies don't really nap - they sleep. Toddlers fight naps lest they miss something
important, like potty training or Elmo. Youngsters don't need naps because they have
more latent energy stored than nuclear fission.
Teenagers nap from 4 a.m. until mid-afternoon.
You know who needs naps?
Grown-ups, that's who.
Oh, we go and give them silly names like siestas and cat-naps.
We say clever things like, "I was
just resting my eyes" or completely deny the experience ("What? Sleeping?
No… I was just … dozing for a second.") Anyone who has ever seriously considered (or
actually acted upon) napping at a red light because exhaustion was just too
overwhelming knows exactly what I'm talking about.
But the truth is that Rodgers and Hammerstein got it dead
wrong with the dame stuff because honestly the tune should be, "There Is
Nothing Like a Nap." Sure, it could
go like this:
We've got sunlight on the sand. We've got moonlight on the sea.
We've got cradles that rock back and forth right there atop the trees.
We've got caffeine and Red Bull and lots of gingersnaps.
What ain't we got? We ain't got naps!
At the office or at home, at the movies or at shows,
We get speeches 'til our breeches fall asleep right to our toes.
We try fresh air, we try face splash, we try inhaling pleasant smells.
What ain't we got? You know damn well.
We've got nothing to stay awake for.
The TV is just a big bore.
And though it's barely half past four,
I could lay down right on this floor,
Because …
There is nothing like a nap. Nothing in the world.
There is nothing, holy crap, that is anything like a nap!
This has been today's public
service announcement. Do you know where
your nap is? If not it could be because
I just took it. All twenty minutes of
it. And it was grand!
(PS - I know these aren't the performers from South Pacific, but how can anyone pass up dancing Stormtroopers? It's like a nap-time dream come true.)
