Afternoon nap.

I’ve had a cold all week. This directly translates to increased sleep, in regards to both frequency and duration. No one does sleep better than I do. [Even though Rob said recently, “Despite your proclivity toward sleep, deep down you are a mover and a shaker.”]

Best afternoon nap ever occurred yesterday after work—with the blinds half-drawn, the fan whirring on low, and traffic on the street perfectly muffled, yet audible.

And I had company:

Magic.

-Carey