When I sleeps, I sleeps

My cat Foxy can sleep anywhere. I, who must have darkness, a comfy bed, and absolute quiet, am very envious!

I read the statistics about what sleep deprivation does to us as a nation. I’m convinced if we each got fifteen more minutes of sleep a day, the world would be a better place.

I sometimes compromise with a good, satisfying afternoon nap. Foxy, being a creature of habit and a practical soul at heart, often deigns to joins me.

The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
~Leonard Cohen~