This morning my cousin told me that I was talking in my sleep last night. Full sentence conversation for about 5 min. She couldn't remember everything I said, but some of it was about elevators and food. I don't remember what I was dreaming about either.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Date: July 6th, 2009
My whole extended family was hanging out on the porch of our cottage and there were tons of instruments laying around. There was also one random guy there. He was a 7 foot tall African man with tribal looking clothes on and he was holding a drum. I asked him if I could play it, and he said I could, but then I would have to lead the parade. So I grabbed the drum and walked out the door. Everyone started playing their instruments and followed me out the door and down the beach along the edge of Torch Lake. As we passed cottages the people inside would run out and join our parade. Eventually I made it all the way around Torch Lake and everyone on the whole lake, thousands of people, were following me. Everyone had instruments and we were making a giant ruckus and making awesome music. Then I woke up.