Naps.
The greatest and worst things.
Today I decided to be productive and not take my usual nap after work. My naps only last 15 to 20 minutes tops, but today I realized why I take them. Wednesday's are the days that I have the most classes. I fell asleep in two of them.
Falling asleep is not hard for me. My head hits the pillow or whatever I lay it on and I am out. When I was in elementary school and middle school I wouldn't ever fall asleep in class because I was afraid I would slobber or snore. Ever since I got into high school and took Mr. Hunt's Medical Anatomy class right after lunch I have never been afraid of sleeping in class.
Last year at Dixie, I was early for my Chemistry class so I decided to sit in the hall with the windows. It was warm and the reading I was trying to get done was not holding the attention of my brain so I decided to lean my head on top of the display cupboards. The next thing I knew I was closing my mouth, wiping slobber from my mouth, and trying to hide my face from all of my peers walking by.
After waking up from a quick nap in my class today the boy I was sitting next to offered me a "Curiously Strong Peppermint Altoid." In my delirious state I asked him if something was going to pop out of it. He assured me that nothing would "pop out of it," but told me that that would probably help me wake up too.
Who am I?
No shame man. No shame.
My naps at home after work seem a little more important to me now.
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