Nap.
It wasn't much of a thought that it could move entire mountains, create astonishing ocean waves like that of a tsunami, stop the galaxy from expanding any further into the cosmos, or even start a revolution in this tiny, insignificant planet we're all (un)fortunately stuck in at the moment.
In fact, it was only a question- no more than two words- that settled in my mind right after I woke up from my 5-hour nap.
𝘐 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘵?
I fumble for my phone on the mess one can hardly call a bed at that point. It took me a while 'cause Reia (the phone,) fell and wasn't actually on the bed with me anymore. She looked depressed, unloved, and laid face-down on the floor. I hummed. Must've punched her away when I was having that dream. Must've hurt too.
I didn't care much for her feelings (at the moment), so I just grabbed her, turned her on (lmfao), and took a glance at the time.
Huh.
I really 𝘥𝘪𝘥 sleep.
I then referred to it as nap for the next few hours but I knew it was way too long to be called one. Maybe I'm just not used to it? Or have forgotten the feeling? Of what? Of sleeping? Napping? Huh? What? Maybe I'm going nuts?
'Maybe', I answered myself and almost let out a snort-laugh before I whispered, 'ADHD, motherfucker.'
Silence settled in for like four seconds after that. I went back to closing my eyes but me and myself knew it's beyond impossible to get two decent naps (sleep) in a day let alone half a year. So I shifted and grabbed Reia again instead and then wrote this garbage.
See?
It really wasn't much of a big deal.
But the thing is.
I haven't had sleep like that in ages and I really loved every bit of it.
Also I wanted to put something here.
So there.
P.S. I wish my insomnia could just go fuck himself.