So, I remember a dream I had a long time ago when I was 6/7 and I was in that "twilight zone between sleeping and waking". I, well, woke up crying and screaming a little bit...and I'm embarrassed to talk about it. It was a dream that was so vague I could feel stuff on my waking side. At first it was so real until it became very vague but I could still see it. It was midnight and my mother had come in because I had been crying and screaming.
Another time I sleepwalked. I went into the living room, talked to my mum, and went back to bed. I had no recollection of this happening. Then, another time, about 2 years ago, I woke up and my sister noticed. It was 3 in the morning, and I didn't know I ever had gotten up until my sister told me.
(My rats chewed my charger again, so, if I don't answer for the week, I haven't gotten my new charger yet. Peace!)
