Ding dong, dong ding
Hear the chimes ring
From the high tower
Hark to the hour
Roll over and turn off the alarm.
Westminster chimes, really?
Since when did they wake up anyone?
Oh well. Time to get up.
Head to the bathroom for morning ablutions
No shaving nicks – huzzah!
Breakfast of cereal and toast: raisin bran and rye.
Back to the bedroom to decide what to wear.
Will anyone notice yesterday’s clothes?
Walk out the door to
Wait. What?
Dress slacks and a t-shirt?
Inside, there’s cereal on the floor and bread in the microwave.
Touching a cheek to find shaving cream.
The clock reads 2:15 AM.
Sleepwalking again.
Thanks, Vanessa!
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Thanks for dropping by; I’m glad you like it. It’s fiction loosely based on reality as I’ve never sleepwalked before. Or, if I have, no one was there to witness it. I can only go on what others have told me.
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I don’t sleepwalk but I dream about going out the door in the morning undressed or just wearing underwear
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I’ve been told many people have that dream. When I dream like that I usually dream of work.
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Bread in the microwave. At least you didn’t trip over the dog…there’s bound to be a dreamy dog included.
Many times I do editing and rewriting in my sleep – so if I can get up really early before others and immediately get to work, a lot gets done very quickly.
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I’ve typed lessons while half asleep; I learned the hard way to proofread when I turned in a paper in which Lord Cornwallis became Lord Cornballs.
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Classroom work most definitely requires strict rested attention. (But that was funny)
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I really like this! 🙂
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