Dubby. That was my grandma’s word for the feeling when you fall hard asleep in the afternoon and wake up feeling disoriented. “I feel so dubby,” she would say after a nap. My grandmother was an old Cornish woman and the word might have come from her homeland — which was Land’s End, at the very southwest tip of England — I don’t know. She also said “haitch” and “zed” for the letters H and Z and wherever “dubby” happened to originate, I love the word. I think it totally describes that state of being.