So, something few people know about me: I sleep walk when I'm stressed. Actually, it's not so much sleep walking, usually I wake up mid-dream and think it is still going on and real. I'm physically awake most times, my brain just takes a while to wake up. The odd thing is that I'm conscious for most of my wanderings.
This week has been particularly stressful due to several family emergencies, one for Wino and one for myself. Wino has left the state to attend to said emergencies, and I'm at home tending to my own and to his flat and the kitties. I have been feeling pretty alone without him around, and I've been in a funk of my own creation since before he left. As a result I've been sleep walking. I had my first experience of this where I wasn't actually awake, and didn't realize I had wandered until I woke up the next morning. It was strange and new territory for me.
Saturday cannot get here sooner.
