sleep depravation takes a new and interesting twist
apparently, according to hubbin, the last two nights i’ve done some weird things while sleeping.
two nights ago, he said i rolled over on top of him and gave him a big hug, rolled back and fell promptly asleep. then last night, after only being asleep for an hour or so, he said i sat up and questioned him, who are you? which one are you? are you number 13?
of course i don’t remember any of this. but it’s nice to know that i’m affectionate in my sleep. and i have no fears about the number 13, in fact it’s one of my favorite numbers.
it’s so strange to know that you did something or said something in a completely different form of conscientiousness. who knows maybe tonight i’ll do laundry in my sleep.