Wednesday, May 6, 2009

dreaming and walking.

This morning I rolled over, rubbed my eyes and spotted a stack of plates on top of my dresser. Forks placed neatly next to that stack. "Why are there plates on my..." OH! And I remembered.

I've always talked in my sleep. And occasionally I'll catch myself sitting up in bed acting out some scene from my dreams. But never have I actually left the bed, feet touching the floor and moved about for any length of time.

Last night I got up from bed and went to the kitchen to grab four plates and four forks. I stacked them on my dresser and went back to bed. Freaky, right? I think so.

What's next? -going out into the hallway or walking down the street?

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