A long, long sleep
A famous sleep
That makes no show for dawn
By stretch of limb or stir of lid,
— an independent one.
Was ever idleness like this?
Within a hut of stone
To bask the centuries away
Nor once look up for noon?
– Emily Dickinson
Pepper, trying to establish that being a cat is infinitely more rewarding, sleep-wise, than being a human.
The Nomad in Spirit 