Hard to understand why one feels the urge to snooze in the afternoon. Is it our natural rhythm to drift after lunch? I was startled by impatient drivers on the road when I slowed my speed to accommodate the dreamy thoughts that are often the prelude to sleep. Not a good idea. But whose idea is it? Certainly not mine. I don’t want to drive and dose at the same time. It has to be a spell of some sort, cast long ago by a magician, stored in the body and ever since then, makes timely releases.
Some additional potions that often enhance the effect of the “siesta spell” are: listening to a lecture in class, reading a book, the thoughts of laundry, bills, and various necessary chores. But the most heavenly inducement is being enfolded by a pair of arms while listening to a steady heart beat. And upon waking, realize that it is not a dream.
