Like so many things, sleeping in is something I always think I should be able to enjoy, and never fully can. Most everything good, the little fingernail and shirt-seam level things, the stuff we really crave, has some grime on it, some reason it’s disallowed. A lot of ideas of self care paint laziness as crucial or even heroic, but the problem is that, inside of it, it still feels like laziness, and it is almost impossible to do enough to make sleeping in feel earned. Which is not to say that I don’t sleep in ever, or often.
sleeping in
sleeping in
sleeping in
Like so many things, sleeping in is something I always think I should be able to enjoy, and never fully can. Most everything good, the little fingernail and shirt-seam level things, the stuff we really crave, has some grime on it, some reason it’s disallowed. A lot of ideas of self care paint laziness as crucial or even heroic, but the problem is that, inside of it, it still feels like laziness, and it is almost impossible to do enough to make sleeping in feel earned. Which is not to say that I don’t sleep in ever, or often.