Thursday, September 5, 2013

Walking along fine and then...

Life's going great. Feeling good and then BAM, I'm narcoleptic. 

It's insane. It's not like I'm tired all the time. I feel good. I have energy. I get enough sleep and then a truck called sleep hits me and knocks me on my butt. 

Taking a nap in the parking lot of a grocery store on my lunch break is not beneath me. 

This is all I want to do right now. 


1 comment:

  1. I know exactly how you feel.

    And my dog sleeps like that too. Dogs are strange.

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