This was the first weekend in many weeks where I’ve actually been able to stay at home. The rain on Saturday afforded me the opportunity to have the luxury of a nap. What a luxury it was.
Normally when I go to bed for the night I will sleep on one side or the other, however for some reason when I nap I will sleep on my back. This is probably because if I napped on my side I’d sleep for six hours.
Anyway, I was napping on my back in a deep wonderful sleep and somehow I felt like one of the cats had jumped up on the bed and was purring furiously. It woke me up, but when I fully came to, I realized that it wasn’t a cat purring at all, but it was my snoring that woke me up. This makes me wonder if snoring is actually a manifestation of ultimate human contentment, a restful afternoon sleep in a warm bed.