The "bit of a nap" turned into more than two hours, even with the big main light in my apartment lit throughout. I moved in kind-of-slow motion after getting up, so no, it hasn't been a jam-packed day. I have gotten out of the apartment; this afternoon I drove to Dundee to visit with my folks and to do laundry (which just buzzed the "Done!" buzzer), and have dinner later.
News flash: There's difficult stuff in the second half of Poppy Z. Brite's novel Soul Kitchen. It's a very good book, but be ready: bad things happen.
I want to sleep well tonight...I want to sleep well tonight...
P.S. OK, how many times did I say "loopy" last night? I don't wanna know.