Tuesday, 13 December 2011
Sleep-talking-Sleep-walking.
Since I was younger my mouth has keep running long after I've fallen asleep, and the words come rolling out without me knowing. It actually becomes very worrying. Whenever we've been on family holidays, sharing a motel room with cringe worthy patterned bed sheets, I've spent the last moments before falling asleep telling myself not to think about boys or anything I wouldn't want to talk to my parents about. I always end up talking about what I've been thinking about before I fell asleep.
I spent Friday and Saturday night at a friends house this weekend. He's usually the one who hears most of my sleep talking. He woke me up early in the morning, checking if I was okay. Apparently, I'd been saying "No, I don't want to kill them!" We'd been talking about how awful is when you step on snails just before I fell asleep.
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