Late in the Day Nap 2
Now I know how Commodus felt
Yesterday, I knocked out a 15 minute nap after 5:30pm, and I continue to feel ambivalent at best — you could say I’m terribly vexed.
Let’s start with why I feel great about it:
I was able to wake up feeling refreshed, especially with such a compressed window.
I didn’t oversleep — not quite Dalí with a key, but closer to it than my typical nap.
Staying up late to watch Tenet was worth being tired later in the day — gripping stuff (what I could understand, anyway).
Here are some reasons I feel less than great:
I was tired enough to fall asleep at 5:30pm.
My little one was there and messed with my ability to nap — so maybe I didn’t maximize the 15, or maybe it great that she was there so I didn’t go too deep . . .
I repeated the pattern, staying up again last night to watch Tenet, which I now appreciate 25% more and understand 7.5% better. It’s like (Memento x Inception)^Interstellar in terms of making my brain hurt as I try to unpack it, and it’s clear I’ve got another 2-3 re-watches in me before I feel like I more fully appreciate it.
So why the longish face? Hen has made clear again and again that napping is not about laziness, and I agree wholeheartedly. And yet the bad juju . . . what’s the deal?
Must ponder, stay tuned for more . . .