A Compelling Disincentive

I’m thinking of buying one of those fancy zero-gravity recliners so that on a (fill in the blank) work day like this one, I can stumble downstairs and out onto the deck for a nice fresh air nap. The way my luck has been going lately though I’d probably die from a cicada flying into my gaping maw and plugging up my trachea while I slept. So maybe I won’t get one after all.