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Unlikely adversaries
My wife worked swing shift a few days ago, instead of graveyard. When she came home at one in the morning, I'd just nodded off. According to her, I was a little pretty sort of quite a bit far gone. I was mumbling about trees mounting an attack on mankind, and how she needed to hide and stay out of sight. Then apparently I said something about needing to go to the bathroom, and then didn't move. So she reminded me that I needed to go to the bathroom, and I said something about the trees waiting to jump me when I crossed the clearing. But then I got up anyway, and when I came back, she says I said that she was right, they didn't jump me.
Sometimes I talk in my sleep and sleepwalk.
That should've been the first sentence, shouldn't it've.
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