Tuesday, September 16, 2008

See . . . OH, two

When I was a kid I would sometimes sleep completely under the covers, for many reasons.
Of course, there's the everpresent boogey-man (or 'boogerman' as Mr. Burns so eloquently put it) hiding in the closet or the unknown hand ready to strike from under the bed.
Sometimes I was just cold and wanted to be all warm - your own warm breath can do that, if you've brushed your teeth before bed.
Every now and then I just wanted that feeling of quiet and solitude - of being in my own little world.

Whatever the reason, though, I ALWAYS wondered one thing - how, if I'm under this bed and every time I breathe in I use up a certain amount of oxygen and every time I breathe out I expel a certain amount of carbon dioxide, how is it that I don't just run out of air that is fit to breathe and succumb to the stale carbon dioxide-filled atmosphere I've created in there.
How . . . HOW???

Somehow, it just works out.
Now, if I could just stop thinking about the coat on the chair in the corner of the room . . .

3 Comments:

Anonymous morning gruel said...

I've always figured that lowering your oxygen levels by keeping your head under the covers helps you to fall asleep (also known as 'blacking out'). And there's still enough oxygen getting through the sheets to prevent brain damage... unless you use plastic sheets... in which case you've probably got other stuff to worry about besides brain damage.

September 30, 2008 10:49 PM  
Anonymous morning gruel said...

Okay, it's been too long. You MUST have had an opinion on something in the last month and a half...

October 29, 2008 7:18 PM  
Blogger Allat said...

oh yes.
many opinions.
i've been harbouring them.
and, i've been a little down and a little out and not very writey.
i'll be back soon *wink*

October 29, 2008 7:29 PM  

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