Day 25, WP25: Apparently I’m Talking in My Sleep

About shrunken heads, Gentle Reader.

About shrunken heads.

DH has taken to texting me the things I say while sleeping so that when I wake up in the morning, I’m greeted with a variety of randomness uttered from my own mouth.  I have no particular memory of shrunken heads, or why such a thought would have entered my mind, but there you have it.  I’m talking in my sleep.

I find this and all sleep-related non-sleep activity to be a bit bizarre, especially when it happens for me.  I don’t think I fully understand what happens when we sleep, and I don’t always remember my dreams.  I certainly don’t remember bopping DH with my owl pillow and babbling about shrunken heads!  How uncouth!

This has marked my day so that it started strangely, and now, after a long day and a very, very early morning, I’m ready to eat leftovers (something I rarely do, Gentle Reader!) and get some sleep.

But first, prepping class.

The life of the mind is never done.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s