I try not to tell every one of my sleepwalking stories because, after a while, you’d lose track if I was awake or not. (Trust me. I know.)
But last night’s was pretty good.
Vicky was sleeping on the guest bed due to her back (it’s a firmer mattress) so I had our bed all to myself. We usually keep five pillows on the bed for reasons clearly unbeknownst to me.
When I woke up, I was pillowless. I turned around and found the pillow.
They were all stacked up in a single column. It’s a balancing act, to be sure, but even more impressive when you consider I was asleep.
… I wonder if I know how to juggle when I’m sleeping…