This morning I awoke at 6:20 and got ready with the intent of going to the library to study for my French test. The night before I had even laid my clothes out so I didn't have to decide what to wear today. I was prepared to conquer today, or so I thought. I made it to the Library after about 5.5 very cold minutes of walking, climbed to the third level (with the thoughts that heat rises, so I would warm up fastest at the top). After searching for a chair that suits my fancy (I like the ones with cushions, but no armrests), I plopped down, opened my backpack, retrieved my text and notebooks, and promptly started to doze. How ridiculous! I had only been sitting for about two minutes! So, I drank some water, put my headphones in and tried to listen to some upbeat music, and even tried keeping my legs moving in hopes these actions would help me stay awake. No such luck. I was nodding off despite my efforts. I had been at the library for nearly 20 minutes, and had only achieved probably 4 minutes worth of studying.
Almost every morning, someone in our house says, "I'm going back to bed" (It's usually Teisha). Whenever I say it though, I never really do go back to bed, that's because my conscience works really hard on me and says, "you can't go back to bed, you have to go to class." Well you want to know something? Today, as I sat slumped in my cushioned, arm-rest-less chair in the library, I said, "I'm going back to bed," and I DID IT! I marched 5.5 minutes back to my house through the cold and climbed back into my nice warm bed. There was no stopping me. Did I go to CSIS? Did I go to Biology? No, Sir. I did not. But, did I awake with a renewed sense of... awareness? You bet your bottom dollar I did. I don't know too many people that take naps at 9 o'clock in the morning, but more people should if they all woke up feeling as rejuvenated as I did.
Although that nap probably will ware off soon (because I think I might have a sliver of narcolepsy in my blood), I am grateful that I did it, because if I hadn't, I might have scowled at some people on my way to class, rather than smile. And we all know that scowling isn't the best way to make or keep friends. So, in a roundabout way, I'm thankful for my nap because it (more than likely) has helped in the retention of friendships in my life. Anyhow, I'm off to work.