People don´t like my naps.

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Every day now, when I try to take a nap, something happens that makes it impossible. My friends call me in weird hours although they know that A. I wake up late. B. I take naps and C. I stay up late. There is plenty of time to call me. But today it was worse. I don´t have a bell at my house. Today Claudia bought me a very simple one to replace my wonderful one that had died some time ago. And Marco will come to put it maybe on Sunday. I was asleep now, happily napping, when my door started to get pounded. I woke up and got out. There was a man outside, a beggar it seems, asking for food. Maybe I am inhuman, but I will not open the door and get near someone I don´t know now. I don´t even open easily my door to people I know. AND with a mask. So I told him no, I was ill, and got in again. End of my nap. I cleaned the kitchen, ate a snack and here I am. Mylotting. So see you now.