I think the headline is pretty self explanatory. I just want to sleep. I don’t want to be at work right now, falling asleep on my keyboard. Not that that’s a new thing. I routinely fall asleep, or at least find myself in the twilight zone purgatory of half-lucid/half-asleep. The other day I was just sitting at my desk, playing with a push pin (don’t ask) when I felt myself dozing off, and then I was suddenly woken up by a rush of adrenaline because in my slumber state, I managed to poke myself. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is: I need more sleep in my life. I’ve tried sleeping early, I’ve tried sleeping late, I’ve tried taking a nap in my car or a nearby park during my lunch break, but the only (ONLY) way I wake up refreshed, is on my own accord, without the aid of my blaring WWII air-raid alarms. If you’ll excuse me, I’m just going to close my eyes for a secondddddddd……….
I know that as a life-long resident of L.A., I have no right to complain about cold weather, or frigid winters or things of that ilk, and I’m not really. It’s just that the bee-you-tee-ful summerlike weather L.A. has been experiencing as of late has really got me pining for winter to take an early retirement. Here’s what I am looking forward to:
Lounging by the pool. Soaking up the wonderful vitamin D from the sun, while slatering on SPF 700 to prevent future melanoma problems.
Sarongs; I have an unnatural love for these wonderfully simple, yet coverage and comfort providing squares of fabric.
Bejeweled sandals: if loving you is wrong, I don’t wanna be right.
Ordering pina coladas. I don’t care that pina coladas are incredibly cliched and made popular because of the ever-present Rupert Holmes song “Escape.” They are fruity and tasty and, when made the way I like, you can’t even taste the alcohol.
Sleeping in the buff. Yes, that’s right, sans clothes of any kind. There is no better time than summer and no better feeling than that of the freedom and movement one experiences under the sheets with the warm breeze coming in through the window.