Nanna Naps

There is an extreme lack of control, an inability to maintain any sense of control or any chance of regaining control once a young adult is lounged on a comfortable leather sofa after a long, tiring day, for once one does so, they fall into a peace that no monster can destroy.

'Nanna Nap', the fault in every young person where if they work a little too hard in their day, they will fall asleep at a spontaneous morning before the dark evening sets in, a powerful sleep wherein they nod off, wake up, and nod off again, continuing the cycle until they fall into the mental realm of all elderly, the point of no return, the inverted peak of inactivity. No young person is safe from this, it is a fault in their wiring because they are wired to initially explore and experience, not conform and comply - when they do end up conforming and complying, they tire themselves to an extent where they fall into a mental state that is inevitable to all those wrinkly occupants at nursing homes.

Young adults who are affected by these Nanna Naps usually are tertiary students who cannot afford to be anything but productive. These naps eliminate the possibility of productivity, and when waken, these  victimised young adults are faced with the daunting possibility of momentarily forgetting the time, day, month, or year that it is. Be it that these Nanna Naps are short, but they are long enough to destroy the young adult's sense of time, their sense of spatial cognition, and their hopes and dreams. These futile naps can destroy every potential of a future, whilst masking themselves with needs, wants and desires. Soon enough, at one point in their difficult day, the young adult would need some sleep, they would want to nap, and have the desire of rest, and the only thing that can give them all three is the Nanna Nap.

Nanna Naps have illusory benefits, in fact they mostly have no benefits at all. At the time they are initiated, young adults fall into the myth that they need it, that it will help them in getting through the rest of the day, when the truth is that the Nanna Nap cunningly steals away the rest of the young adult's day, and abolishes their ability to fall asleep later that evening, when insomnia crawls in and takes over. The young adult then finds themselves in a situation where they cannot prepare their bodies for the demands of the following day, and struggle throughout it when they finally wake after their alarms ring thirteen or fifteen times. They drag their bodies in a lifeless manner, involuntarily duplicating the movements of the walking dead, and have to rely on energy drinks or caffeine or both to keep their eyelids from caving in for the rest of the day, until, of course, they find the urge to, once home, partake in a Nanna Nap again.

Victims of both the vicious cycle and of capitalism, young adults have no means of escaping their daily fates. They must commence their lives, napping at strange hours and waking up years, or so it seems, later. Though they have no sense of control of Nanna Naps, Nanna Naps, as cunning as they seem, actually exist for the welfare of the young adult's mentality. They briefly calm the young adult so that they do not derail themselves from the track of life, and offer them a period of repose, wherein there is no essay nor exam nor experience awaiting to trouble them, where a fleeting utopia calms them, and provides them with the opportunity to release their thoughts. 

We all require Nanna Naps, as devious as they sometimes are. They are the student's guardian angels, the student's alternative to a getaway, and a student's nightmare. They are both beneficial and detrimental, but there is no escaping them. Nobody can escape a Nanna Nap.