This is a biggie. I LOVE naps. Anytime of day... I'll sneak one in whenever I possibly can. It all started in May of 2003 when I was recovering from pneumonia. I would get tired very easily so I developed the habit... and it has just stayed with me. Much to my dismay, naps are not a daily occurence in my life. It seems that they are few and far between, but Sunday afternoons are the perfect opportunity. (Especially during wrestling season.) Obviously, I did get one in today. I haven't slept well in the last 2 nights even though I've gone to bed exhausted and I wasn't sure I'd be able to sleep this afternoon, but I woke up 3 hours later. Yahoo! It was terrific.