Crash Nap


The headache came on suddenly and with great force. In spite of having a long list of things needing to be done, all I could think about was lying down for a nap. I set an alarm for thirty minutes, but when it went off I didn’t have the strength to keep my eyes open. I slept for another ninety minutes with strange dreams about a misplaced chicken (I knew that I’d packed it somewhere– I could still hear it and we kept finding eggs, but I couldn’t remember which box it was in) and about dancing a polka, by myself, to the tune of “Shall We Dance”.

I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck.

We’d spent the morning running errands, so I can only assume that the sudden nap attack came on as a reaction to too much stimulus from going to the mall on a weekend. Even so, it seemed disproportionate: I’ve run errands on the weekend before and not required a two hour nap afterwards. Once I finally forced myself upright- and it was an effort- I spent the afternoon working on unpacking my studio. I’ve come to realize that I have nearly an entire filing-cabinet drawer full of files old enough to dispose of, but I’m not sure how I want to go about doing it. To shred them all would take weeks (our shredder can only handle about three pages at a time). To pay a document destruction service seems like overkill. Burning them would be ideal, but in fire-hazard season in Los Angeles, I doubt that even that would be very helpful.  One thing is for sure: I’d like to get that drawer space back. I’m going to have to figure out something.

I’m looking forward to the day when I can think about something else besides packing or unpacking. It’s nice to not be making trips back and forth across town anymore, but it will be pleasant to get on with the business of just living life again.

~ by Gwydhar Gebien on September 4, 2016.

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