We fight them when we are young.
We scorn them when we are tweens.
We crave them when we are adults.
Yesterday I finished work early.
I returned home and put on jammies.
I nestled on the couch under my favorite blanket.
I intended on doing work.
But the blanket was too cozy.
The couch was too soft.
An hour and a half later I woke up.
Some might say the nap was too long.