Feeling Teal

There's a certain lush, melancholy feeling to waking up from a long afternoon nap. Still feeling heady from that warm, sticky feeling of sleep, I needed to decompress for a moment to get used to the changed hue of the day that I woke up to.

So here I am, feeling bluesy in a way that's not too bad, trying to recall how I get this feeling after such naps. Not that I am one to sleep during the day, for these naps come few and far between. This must have something to do with the feeling that I missed out on the day. But then again, this is Sunday, everyone's supposed to be at home, when everythin is put aside, just like God did on the seventh day.

I have this one memory from back when I was small, when one afternoon my older sister made me a cup of thick, warm cocoa to drink, and sang me a lullabye till i fell asleep. It was a deep, chocolate-flavored, velvet-textured slumber, and when I woke up, the bright sunny day had already turned into a dark greenish blue. I felt exactly the same way as I do now, except that I remember I was crying then. There was this feeling of love and tenderness tinged with a bit of sadness, such sweet, sticky feeling then as I have right now.

I remember.

Filed Under: Mementoes