Sleep Dis-Ordering
(I am working in my home office, which is next to my sister’s room. It is late at night.)
Sister: *mumbling incoherently* “But [my name], we need to put the rooms inside the hotel, or there’ll be trouble.”
Me: *quite confused* “Okay?”
(I wait a few moments, and then think to ask.)
Me: “Are you talking in your sleep?”
Sister: “No. I’m telling you!”
Question of the Week
What is the most wholesome experience you’ve ever had?