I have a short menu of compulsive behaviors now that alcohol and drugs are out of my life, but the key is that something has to be going into my mouth or touching my body every waking second. I can eat compulsively, I can masturbate compulsively, or I can nap compulsively. I know compulsive napping sounds like a contradiction in terms but it is not. I also call them panic naps. A panic nap usually comes on with an exacerbated declaration of: “Fuck, I gotta … goddamnit … I can’t think about … shit, I’m tired.”
