digger1 wrote:
Sleepwalking - one of the many things that fascinate me.
I did it when I was 13. I was at boy scout camp. I remember it was very dark and I was drawn to the glow of the scout leader's gas lantern. I don't remember exactly what I did or if I said anything. That's really all I remember - darkness and the glow of the lantern.
The other night, I was having a dream that my daughter was chewing on some morning glory vines and I acted out taking the vine away from her with my wife who was next to me in bed. She woke me up asking if I was having a dream.
really weird stuff.
I am a somnambulist from childhood, and never grew out of it. I only get second hand reports of what I have done - I don't remember a blessed thing (although sometimes I leave a clue - a light on that I remember turning off, or my head at the wrong end of the bed, etc) . I have done very complicated acts, like trying to perform first aid, and other times I have gone for walks (although thankfully have never left the building). It usually happens when I am very stressed or overly tired. I talk in my sleep too, apparently.
I do have waking dreams - this morning I managed to stop myself from screaming because I was convinced that a dark hand was reaching over my mouth, and was scared enough to wake up - I could have sworn I
was awake, though.
You are right, it is a freaky sort of thing.
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