My Professor's Lectures Are Just Naps In A Different Room

So here’s the thing, I’ve been caught daydreaming in class more times than I can count. The irony is, my professor gives lectures so monotonous that they put me to sleep faster than a warm cup of chamomile tea. It’s not as if I’m disrespectful; it’s just that his teaching style is akin to an audio book for insomniacs. So yeah, when you catch me with my head down during his class, consider it me taking a nap in a different room.