Dahlings
How are you? I'm fine thanks.
I have two friends (I mean I have more friends but I'm pointing these two out for a reason) who love to nap. I teased them mercilessly about these bougie tendencies. I don't know many black people who nap during the day. If we (black people) 'nap' we sleep. And we call it that. Sleep. These two friends of mine have two things in common - other than being my friends - they are insanely clever. Like multiple degrees with distinctions between the two of them. Until recently I didn't see a connection. You see last year towards the end of the year, I was hella tired. When I was on holiday I slept. A lot. I can't really sleep during the day because I get sleep paralysis. I however dared to sleep and would sometimes wake up feeling invigorated or even more tired because I was fighting sleep paralysis.
I did notice however that when I slept for shorter periods of time - less than an hour - I wouldn't get sleep paralysis (side note - take a shot of water every time I write sleep paralysis. I'm sure you'll reach your daily quota) and also, I would wake up feeling energised. This intrigued me. I was very intrigued because it turns out that if I took some time during the day to nap, I would get a second wind!
It pains me to say that based on empirical evidence, me as the subject, my friends were right. Napping is life (pardon the pun). I actually tried it last week at school. After work, I drove to school and took a 30 minute nap in my car and I didn't experience my normal exhaustion-headache during class. I was actually able to concentrate. These white tendencies work. Ugh. I fought against being colonised by naps but they won.
Also, today I got really sad news... My housemate passed away. I tried to kick (somewhat successfully) him/her/they out three times and each time the housemate would make it's way back into my place. I didn't want to commit murder and be known as a killer. It's not part of my brand. I may have a tattoo to improve my street cred but I still don't want to be known as a stone cold murderer. After the third time my housemate moved back (mind you, I'm the only one paying rent) I found him/her/they laying on his/her/their back today in the lounge...lifeless. This too shall pass. RIP Moth-olomew. I will miss all those nights I would wake up terrified because it sounded like a dragon was flying over my head and it was just you and your loud flying hitting against the ceiling.
I'm going console myself now with a cup of tea.
Til soon.
xo
Stellah
How are you? I'm fine thanks.
I have two friends (I mean I have more friends but I'm pointing these two out for a reason) who love to nap. I teased them mercilessly about these bougie tendencies. I don't know many black people who nap during the day. If we (black people) 'nap' we sleep. And we call it that. Sleep. These two friends of mine have two things in common - other than being my friends - they are insanely clever. Like multiple degrees with distinctions between the two of them. Until recently I didn't see a connection. You see last year towards the end of the year, I was hella tired. When I was on holiday I slept. A lot. I can't really sleep during the day because I get sleep paralysis. I however dared to sleep and would sometimes wake up feeling invigorated or even more tired because I was fighting sleep paralysis.
I did notice however that when I slept for shorter periods of time - less than an hour - I wouldn't get sleep paralysis (side note - take a shot of water every time I write sleep paralysis. I'm sure you'll reach your daily quota) and also, I would wake up feeling energised. This intrigued me. I was very intrigued because it turns out that if I took some time during the day to nap, I would get a second wind!
It pains me to say that based on empirical evidence, me as the subject, my friends were right. Napping is life (pardon the pun). I actually tried it last week at school. After work, I drove to school and took a 30 minute nap in my car and I didn't experience my normal exhaustion-headache during class. I was actually able to concentrate. These white tendencies work. Ugh. I fought against being colonised by naps but they won.
Also, today I got really sad news... My housemate passed away. I tried to kick (somewhat successfully) him/her/they out three times and each time the housemate would make it's way back into my place. I didn't want to commit murder and be known as a killer. It's not part of my brand. I may have a tattoo to improve my street cred but I still don't want to be known as a stone cold murderer. After the third time my housemate moved back (mind you, I'm the only one paying rent) I found him/her/they laying on his/her/their back today in the lounge...lifeless. This too shall pass. RIP Moth-olomew. I will miss all those nights I would wake up terrified because it sounded like a dragon was flying over my head and it was just you and your loud flying hitting against the ceiling.
I'm going console myself now with a cup of tea.
Til soon.
xo
Stellah
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