What Would I Do For a Nap?
Did you know the human head weighs eight pounds?
What would I do for a nap? I’ve asked myself this many times. Always on the days I need one. But only on the days I can’t have one.
Funny how that works. I can’t think of anything else that coincides in such a similar manner. The thing you want the most is denied specifically because you are doing things that create the need for it in the first place. Am I saying that right?
I’m wrapping up my seventh day back in to my self-styled 75 Hard-light discipline program, after four days off, following my full 30 day completion. Back to no sweets and no alcohol, among other measures of self imposed discipline. Depriving myself, even for a bit of birthday cake for my 8 year old today. I just said no. But it’s a choice. If I wanted to have something that made me feel good, I could have had it. If I needed it — I’m not sure I ever need it — but if it would have lifted up my day and provided that jolt, I could have.
And yet for all the self-deprivation, I couldn’t find time for a nap today — not from self-denial, but there was literally no time to sneak even a quick Dali-esque — because the schedule was so completely packed that it was an impossibility. And that means that on such a crazy day, the problem creates the problem — not the solution.
So what’s the solution? I’ll share tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep.