It was a stressful experience. I have the greatest of admiration for Cantabrians, who endured month after month of earthquakes and aftershocks for several years after the initial earthquake in September 2010.
It was BAD. I mean, falling-asleep-at-my-desk bad. Not-going-out-with-my-friends-for-months-on-end bad. Unable-to-summon-the-energy-to-feed-myself-some-days bad. It was totally out of my control and went on for over six months.
So, weekend by weekend, I napped my way through the fog of the fatigue. Yes, I made sure I was eating nourishing food, getting good overnight sleep, reducing non-essential activities and keeping up my Vitamin D with appropriate sun-exposure. And yet it felt like the nana nap did as much good as all the other things combined.
And even when I got back to full health, I kept up the tradition of regular naps. My mind was clearer, my thinking was more focused and creative, my energy was more balanced, my productivity was more sustainable and I was a nicer person to be around.