Not peace precisely

Of course it won't happen in one jump. Last evening, before it was even dark, I sunk into this bed for another 12 hours or so and I could just go on sleeping and sleeping without effort. Is it a tsetse fly that's gotten to me? In the afternoon a fog moves in, behind my eyes, I think, though I can't really see it. It's palpable though. It has weight. I want to sweep it aside but it stays and settles down over me. I yawn and yawn. The dismal moors of my prefrontal cortex. If there is a chance to take an afternoon nap, sometimes the fog clears in an hour or less. Someimes I just keep on sleeping until morning or even later. Maybe during a pandemic this is an adaptive function. Keeps you out of the milieu.