I never knew that I was a sleep talker until recently when I started to nap more than I used to. It seems as though during my afternoon or car-ride naps, I am prone to some mumblings that tend to be quite comical...
V told me today that he had an entire conversation with me during my sleep, and also I was talking about some unicorn in a glittering sand box.... "so much sparkles... 5 more meters"
One of the dreams I had was about me living in the old house on Savard St. when I was growing up in Brossard. I seem to dream about that house alot - childhood memories. I was a younger version of me, in the family room alone at home. I was waiting for anyone to come back home - a bit anxious maybe, because I was feeling lonely and longing for some company. I distinctly remember that feeling of waiting for someone to enter the door and for all the noises to rush in and fill the house with life. I heard a car coming into the drive way and ran to the door to see that my sister was visiting me, with my brother-in-law and the dog...
I woke up with the lingering feeling of being happy seeing family and having company. Waking up sucked... made me realize how quiet it is around me.
vince should record and post it online, like this: http://sleeptalkinman.blogspot.com/ LOL
ReplyDeleteClearly you were playing Robot Unicorn Attack in your dream.
ReplyDeletejust a bit further....Open your eyes I see, your eyes are open. Wear no disguise, for me, come into the open. When it's cold...outside...
You are such a closet emo kid...