From nap to nap. An apology for the siesta in a Pummba.

4:45 PM, it's Saturday, the sun filters warm and friendly through the curtains of the living room, a cosmic speck of dust suspended in the air makes it clear and rests in your eyes, you put play on a weekend playlist, what was it time to clean? You don't remember it, it doesn't matter, music invades the corners of your house, floods it like a gentle and patient river and keeps pace with your mood, you pick up a book, you finally have time to read, you finally have time for yourself, you you lean back on your Pummba, you feel that the world behind you is vanishing, you move a little, like a cat in the sun, the sofa is as wide as the palm of a giant, you open the book and pick up where you left off a few days ago, you come back a page to remember what happened, you make your own previously on... you read a few pages and you fall asleep. Welcome to your surprise nap.

Brief history of the siesta

(All roads lead to…)

Now it is no longer you, or, only you, you are all the beings of the earth that have inhabited it centuries ago, time, geography and history cross you and you become a primitive being, without complexities, the siesta has existed since that we exist and will continue to exist if we take it for the sublime pleasure that it is, like all the pleasures that arise just because, without needing them, at least not in a utilitarian sense.

The word is already indicative of "What, how and when", the siesta was institutionalized in the Roman Empire and its etymological origin refers to the sixth hour of the day, when the temperature rose too much and the workers needed to take a break. to be able to resume their tasks at sunset. The custom was expanding and taking the form according to the culture of each town, becoming in some places an almost religious fact. Or do you not worship your sofa on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon?

Practical tutorial for the good siestero

The siesta has no regulated beginning or end, it does not admit alarm clocks or leaden bureaucracies, it happens in the body and mind in the simplest way: we fall asleep, we wake up. But when you know what you're doing, everything is ready to experience that unplanned pleasure.

Start by orienting your sofa (yes, naps are on the sofa) in such a way that at certain hours in the morning and in the afternoon, you can have a little dim sun on your face or on some part of your body, the sun has a balsamic power, surely you already know that.

Rearrange the modules of your Pummba or add a footrest to expand the rest area (if you're lucky, someone might join and you have to make room for it).

Now choose some activity , read, look for a series on your TV, put on a podcast on your mobile and then pretend that's really what you need. When sleep reaches you, resist a little (in some countries they call it nodding off) but only a little, persist in your activity for a minute or two more and you will see that the sun, the time, the sofa and the fresh air of your living room they will ally themselves in your favor and will meekly deliver you to sweet sleep.

And that's it.

Why the sofa and not the bed?

We leave the most important thing for last: where to take the perfect nap?

As the unplanned pleasure that it is, the nap deserves a place of its own, in your bed you know what you go to bed for after a long and complicated day, it is the default place to sleep, it is what you expect to happen, but on the sofa you can do many things, things that you want to do and that can become the prelude to rest, on the sofa the nap takes you off guard and you are more aware of your enjoyment. In a way, the nap is the rebellion of sleep and it happens only when it has to happen, it reveals that your body is relaxed and still knows how to pace you or, in this case, sleep.

Enjoy it!