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More Asleep Fun

Funny things tend to happen when I'm asleep. I obviously don't try to do any of these things, since I'm asleep at the time. Nevertheless, the Mild Fiancée still has all sorts of interesting stories for me when I wake up. This shouldn't really come as much of a surprise: I already wrote about how I say really goofy things when I'm half asleep and I have really amusing dreams when I have dessert before bed. Well, I sleep a lot (for HOURS every single day), so I have lots of opportunities to come up with more stories. These, friends, are two more of those stories.

I play a couple of phone games to kill time every now and then, and it apparently has sunk into my subconscious. One of those games is a color matching game, where you try to line up multiple blocks/tiles of the same color in a line. Basically, you move a bunch of stuff around in order to progress through the game. Keeping that in mind, I once started moving stuff around while dead asleep. I sort of remember the dream I was having at the time, and it definitely involved that game. The Mild Fiancée, however, remembers it because I started trying to move her around.

Shortly thereafter, I awoke to some sort of exclamation from her. She had no idea what was going on in my subconscious, so she saw the motions from the outside. And dealt with the effects of my dream. Luckily for me, I'm still allowed to play that game.

The second occurrence was even better. Apparently, I was lying in bed, and the Mild Fiancée noticed that the sheets were moving a little bit. More specifically, they were moving up and down slowly. The Mild Fiancée didn't really understand what was going on, so she asked me what I was doing. It seemed like I might even be awake. As it turned out, I was asleep. However, I responded without missing a beat, "uh, I'm laughing." Apparently, there was something in my tone that seemed to imply, "um, duh. This is what laughter looks like." Again, all while I was asleep.

From what I understand, it took her a while to stop laughing. I was full-on asleep the whole time, so I heard about this after the fact. Either way, though, the whole thing was amusing as all heck. I need to keep sleeping. It leads to all sorts of amusing anecdotes.

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