Somewhere in my recent past used to be a hyper, always up for anything individual. That individual was me. Now that individual NOT me. And I miss her. Because in one year, I changed. And went from being in sleep deficit to being in sleep surplus. Like an old lady, I am now always tired, or sleepy, or cranky. Work consumes my life. And then the rest is consumed by sleep. Is it a physical change or a mental one? Is it boredom taking the shape of some shut-eye? Who knows. Well, enough said. It’s nap time.