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OK. This could be a, "You know you've been on Pricescope for too long when..." thread. That is because as soon as this incident happened, I knew I had to get out of bed (although it was 3:00 AM) and write about it on Pricescope before I fell back to sleep and forgot it happened!
I would prefer to make it another thread, however. One about talking in your sleep. I think it would be more interesting. I'll tell you my story, which had me laughing outloud in bed. Then you tell me your stories. I talk (and scream and make speeches) in my sleep all the time, by the way. I have a very stressful life!!!
In my dream I was walking out of some kind of park with a lot of other people. It seemed as if some event had ended. Suddenly a very large, tall, muscular man ran to block anyone else from exiting through an arched area into another area. He shouted that if he couldn't go (into the next area, no one could go). At that point I realized that some desirable event was happening beyond the arched exit. Not everyone leaving the exit was going to this desirable event. I had not even been aware of it. This large man grabbed his wife and kept her beside him. I realized I had a large, muscular man beside me, but that he was not the equal of the man blocking the arch. As we approached the arch the man beside me started to challenge the other man physically. At which point I suddenly found my voice. I shouted (at the bigger, blocking) man (thereby dating myself), "Who do you think you are? The Shah of Iran? Do you even know where Iran is?"
Then came a tiny, little girl's voice in reply, "In America?"
Of course the voice woke me up. As often happens, my screaming had awakened my daughter, who is actually 20, no longer a little girl, but who sleeps with me for emotional comfort. In her sleep she sounded just the way she did at around 5, however, and was clearly trying to answer the question correctly. So I asked her again if she knew where Iran was, not sure that she had been awake the first time. She didn't, so I told her. Then I said I'd have to show her on a globe. Then she fell back to sleep and I started to laugh. I laughed at the idea of a mother crazed by stress and a love of geography, telling her daughter where Iran was in the middle of the night.
So...do you talk in your sleep?
Deb/AGBF

I would prefer to make it another thread, however. One about talking in your sleep. I think it would be more interesting. I'll tell you my story, which had me laughing outloud in bed. Then you tell me your stories. I talk (and scream and make speeches) in my sleep all the time, by the way. I have a very stressful life!!!
In my dream I was walking out of some kind of park with a lot of other people. It seemed as if some event had ended. Suddenly a very large, tall, muscular man ran to block anyone else from exiting through an arched area into another area. He shouted that if he couldn't go (into the next area, no one could go). At that point I realized that some desirable event was happening beyond the arched exit. Not everyone leaving the exit was going to this desirable event. I had not even been aware of it. This large man grabbed his wife and kept her beside him. I realized I had a large, muscular man beside me, but that he was not the equal of the man blocking the arch. As we approached the arch the man beside me started to challenge the other man physically. At which point I suddenly found my voice. I shouted (at the bigger, blocking) man (thereby dating myself), "Who do you think you are? The Shah of Iran? Do you even know where Iran is?"
Then came a tiny, little girl's voice in reply, "In America?"
Of course the voice woke me up. As often happens, my screaming had awakened my daughter, who is actually 20, no longer a little girl, but who sleeps with me for emotional comfort. In her sleep she sounded just the way she did at around 5, however, and was clearly trying to answer the question correctly. So I asked her again if she knew where Iran was, not sure that she had been awake the first time. She didn't, so I told her. Then I said I'd have to show her on a globe. Then she fell back to sleep and I started to laugh. I laughed at the idea of a mother crazed by stress and a love of geography, telling her daughter where Iran was in the middle of the night.
So...do you talk in your sleep?
Deb/AGBF
