Time for a nap... zzz

If you know me well enough, you'd probably know that I act like a Duracell-powered bunny. Well, I'm quite a sociable person (my need for being around people is almost obsessive... I get paranoid when you place me in a sterile room, asking me to be quite for a period of time). As such, I fill most of my time with people. This week has been nothing but PEOPLE. Seriously. When you're put in a situation whereby you realize you've only got a week left in your country, before going away for a whole year abroad, what would you have done? Wouldn't you want to spend bulk of the time with the people you love, the people you'd probably won't see in another few years, and, least I forget, your bestest best chums?

So from Monday through Thursday, I have been dictated by my people-oriented schedule. DIED. Come Friday, I felt like a cicak kering, squashed in between the spaces of a closed door. God save(d) me. Thank goodness the CG got canceled today. But wait... Things did not seem right. After a weeklong of living in the speed of a-tad-bit-slower-than-light, breaking so suddenly sent me lunging forward in discontent and, I'm afraid, paranoia (go away from me, you bearded old man! Don't poke my eyes out with your cane!). In desperation, I walked into my car, locked the doors, and then prayed. Uh, well, to be honest, I didn't really prayed, but merely thought out a conversation with God. Yeah, yeah, that's what I did. But, as I stopped altogether thinking and feeling, I began to start slouching deeper into the car seat. By the time I knew it, I had already lowered the car seat, and fell into a slumber.

I woke up an hour later feeling so refreshed. Perhaps, without even uttering a single word, God probably knew what I needed most: some time alone and, of course, a good nap. No wonder some people who are stressed with lots of stuffs choose to pray, hoping that they might be so tired to talk to God that they just drop down fast asleep. I remembered some wise words from Kah Wan. According to him, it's a discipline to rest just as much as it is a discipline in doing work. No wonder God established the Sabbath. So rest up! Time for bedtime.