we had the weirdest night last night...
david never talks in his sleep, but i remember waking up in the middle of the night and hearing him give this...speech. i remember him saying "my name is david." and all these other things i wish i could remember now. and i distinctly remember thinking, "i hope i can remember all this tomorrow, it's kind of funny."
we also woke up at the same time thinking someone was in the apartment.
the door had squeaked and our old hardwood floors seemed to be creeking like they do when someone's walking on them.
david got up and the window in our living room was open. he shut it and double checked the front door lock (it was locked). how unsettling, though.
we both had bizarre dreams and woke up happy to find everything normal.

1 comment:

  1. I once woke up in the middle of the night talking like George Jefferson...or so my wife told me...


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