First let me say this column salutes those for whom a nap is an impossible luxury these days: the frontline workers out there answering a higher calling.
Among the rest of us, holed up at home a little helplessly, the days blurring one into the next, the contours of each day amoeba-like, there is a lot of napping going on.
Because we can. Heck, some of us barely change out of our napping attire. In my house, the four of us — two parental units and two teenagers — have been trying to salute each other in our solitudes, as Goethe almost said.
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