Many people don’t understand how precious naps are, and the scary thing is I used to be one of them. Before I was named the Nap Queen, I never wanted to climb into bed unless I was planning on going to sleep for the night. However, no one understands why I now take so many naps.
I was plagued with the infectious mononucleosis during my senior year of high school, and it changed my life. After sleeping for about 20 hours each day for almost a month and a half, it became a part of who I am. I asked the doctors about it, and they gave me the response of “Yeah that’s normal, you’ll get used to it.” Yet I don’t blame the children who I got it from.
Yes, children. I was not kissing them, but children are very germy human beings. The doctors claim I got it from them. After all of this, I want to thank those booger bubble blowing children. Because of this horrible experience that almost resulted in not graduating from an abundance of absences, I realized how precious naps are.
I apologize to the nap gods for being such a bratty child and refusing them. I know who I am now, and I am proud of it. Call it what you wanna call it, but I’m a napaholic.