Sleepwalking

I'm so tired today--having spent the last week typing math equations up on word. Not only is this incredibly boring, but it takes forever.

Last night, I went to bed at around 12:30 am and woke up an hour later-- completely sweaty. I got up, convinced it was morning, and went into the kitchen. I talked to my sister, but I felt that I was about to tumble to the floor. It was horrible. I was still halfway in my nightmare-- I felt that I had to align to clocks into some interlocking web. It had something to do with getting this important film shot, but I don't know why. I went as far as to get undressed, step into the shower, and put face wash on a washcloth before I stopped. I thought, "wait? why do I have to be up?" I went and asked my sister and she told me to go back to bed. I was sleepwalking and it was dreadful and, in the moment, slightly terrifying.

The nightmare went on all night.

I love looking at old pictures--they make me think about the past, but also the future. I couldn't comment on J and C's because my computer still won't let me, but you were both adorable. Here's mine:

Now, A needs to post one. When I was little I had a little imaginary friend named Duckie. When I was looking through the photo album to get my pictures I found a picture of Duckie's birthday party. One of my three dolls, Charlie, was attending in a high chair (my other two dolls were both named Mary). Duckie always sat in a high chair, too--although, I was the only one who knew he was there because he only talked to me. I think it's fascinating how little kids do things, like having an imaginary friend, they're so creative. I love listening to toddlers talk because they're always straight to the point and assume everyone will agree with them (usually). That, or they talk about something you don't understand because they just assume you'll catch on.
This weekend we have Monday off, which means that I'll actually have time to do something. I'll email you all, although I know J has plans with Tom and stuff.
I've been wanting to go to value village badly. I want some button up blouses and could use a few more pieces in general, so I may do that sometime this weekend.
To be honest, this week has been very dull- so dull that I haven't even had that many interesting thoughts. I was so busy I rarely even daydreamed (something with I do as often as breathing).

Oh, but I did watch Sunshine Cleaning. I really loved it-- it's about two sisters who clean up scenes of death. It was slightly morbid, but I thought it was very sweet and I loved the son in the movie, Oscar (although I think it was Oskar).

Loves,
S