Just call me “Nappy McNapFace”.
After my run this morning – after which I felt I could take on the world! – I took a much-needed shower and made myself some lunch. I updated the blog, wasted some time on twitter and booked a cinema ticket.
I then had some comics to read, so curled up on the couch with my iPad and started to catch up on everything in the world of Civil War II. Cut to two hours later and I wake up from a very, very deep sleep, feeling like someone has removed part of my brain. My iPad was thankfully still resting on my chest, but I’d fallen asleep literally three pages into a comic.
I guess last night’s rubbish sleep – a combination of my standard insomnia and high temperatures here in London – followed by a 15km run around London, was enough to convince my body to take a nap. A shame it was in such a weird position, with my face embedded in a cushion.
I had such a lovely case of “nap face” when I woke up, with some epic creases (more than usual) across my forehead.
It took a while to wake up properly, and by the time I’d kicked my brain into gear, I almost missed the start the film I’d booked. As I’d seen everything else that was showing, I ended up going to see “Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates” and, while it’s not going to win any Oscars, was pretty funny. In parts. Just what my brain needed to relax. Plus lots of Zac Efron without his shirt on, which was all central to the complex central narrative of the film.
Now I’m left with the challenge of sleeping tonight. It’s never a good idea for me to take a nap in the afternoon. Aside from waking up like I’ve been in a car crash, it makes it harder to sleep at night. Much harder.
I think I’ll deal with that by staying up late watching “Mr. Robot” and contemplating my own mortality.
Seriously, I must be getting old!