Well, it was more difficult when I was a bureaucrat. Dozing behind your desk in mid afternoon is frowned upon. So I’d wait until I got home. Of course there are those whose default setting is more asleep than awake. You can see them in almost any office…Their eyes are open…body’s moving…but you know that a humming bird could fly in one ear and out the other…and they wouldn’t blink. Years of watching the same piece of paper slide across your desk can do that. But for me…the nap is a sacred part of the day…it draws a line under the frustrating lunacy of the early part of the day and it recuperates enough strength to salvage the rest of the day. But more than that…it somehow allows my mind to consolidate and clarify things I’ve seen, heard or experienced…and I often come away with a better understanding of things than I had before I dozed off.
Since I retired there was so much that I just didn’t understand…How one could be “unemployed” and still have the day fill up with things to be done…How one could be ambushed by pain here or an ache there and…it turns out to be worse than you could have imagined…How whole pages of a newspaper can make no sense at all…How there’s always a great little book to be read…A piece of music to be discovered (The Bach Cello Suites by Pablo Casals)…The list is endless and actually…I love it all. So my naps have become an afternoon refuge, a sanctuary where my mind can find a shady corner to dream in…I take my current favourite book, read a few pages and drift off…
On a sunny summer day….this is what it feels like.
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