I'll settle for a nap.

Sleeping. That’s one of my favorite pastimes. I hardly ever go a day. Without napping. Gives me an opportunity to stop thinking for a while. To clear my mind. Sometimes I suspect that I think too much. Even in my sleep, I find myself thinking. Drawing all sorts of trivia. From my silly subconscious. Stuff for me to analyze. When I’m fully awake. Of course, when I die. There’s a possibility I’ll stop thinking. For good. But hey, wait a minute. That may not be so good. If I go into permanent sleep. I’ll miss my other pastime. Thinking. Thinking. I want to think forever more. All I need is an occasional nap. That’s gotta be better than death.  --Jim Broede