The power of smell

On my running route this morning, I abruptly ran into an unexpected yet highly distinct wall of smell that lasted for approximately 10 yards. After only a moment’s contemplation, I was able to pinpoint it as that of a herd of octogenarians decked out in their starched Sunday best shuffling toward the the center seats in the front pew 43 minutes before the pastor’s service begins.

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Old people sleeping on moving objects

I just don’t understand the sleeping powers of the aged, especially in cramped quarters on buses and airplanes where space is limited and comfort ever evasive.

Not quite a moving object, but you get the idea. Pic from loungerie on Flickr.

That whole head-hunched-over-hovering-somewhere-between-belly-button-and-shoulders position is astonishing.

The mere fact that their abdominals buck up to hold them in that position and that they don’t inadvertently block their airway defies logic on numerous levels.

To the old people out there seeking sleep by whatever means necessary: I salute you!

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