Why is it that the arrival of warmer days in Spring always makes me so tired? I feel like I’ve been drained for months. But it happens every year. When I attended Northwestern up near Chicago, A warm day would descend like a heavy curtain, and the sun would nudge me down on the grass to take a nice, long needed sun nap. Like a cat. My mind finally stops wondering what I should be doing, stops planning more tasks, stops altogether, and I just float for while. It’s like filling up with lighter air after breathing stale, cold, damp for six months. (I live in Oh.) Anyway, I’ve got to get back to my nap. zzzzzzz.