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beccaelizabethI think I punched myself in the wrist in my sleep.
I woke up ouching and punching the pillow a lot.
I'd dreamed someone gave my brother a black eye so I broke a rail out of the stair rails and tried to beat the crap out of him, which wasn't so much easy when he was like a foot taller than me.
I know there's supposed to be a switch in your head that makes you not act out your dreams, but mine doesn't work so very well. I don't sleep walk, I just sleep fight. Well, as far as I know. I've never woken myself up walking around bumping into things, just punching the furniture.
I haven't hurt myself lately though, not since I got the bed with the walls and put pillows all around it.
Before that, not so much good. One time I cut the back of my hand open flicking ninja stars at people who were attacking Connor MacLeod. I hit the edge of the bedside cabinet.
Today my wrist feels okay now but my thumb has some angles it's not happy about.
... I don't know whether to *sigh* or *facepalm*. It's not like it's anything I do on purpose or can do anything more about.
This though is why I don't think I'll be sharing a bed with someone for sleeping purposes, like, ever. I've been doing this since I was a small kid, it don't seem likely to wear off. When it's only me I can put up with it, as long as there's nobody else in range.
I woke up ouching and punching the pillow a lot.
I'd dreamed someone gave my brother a black eye so I broke a rail out of the stair rails and tried to beat the crap out of him, which wasn't so much easy when he was like a foot taller than me.
I know there's supposed to be a switch in your head that makes you not act out your dreams, but mine doesn't work so very well. I don't sleep walk, I just sleep fight. Well, as far as I know. I've never woken myself up walking around bumping into things, just punching the furniture.
I haven't hurt myself lately though, not since I got the bed with the walls and put pillows all around it.
Before that, not so much good. One time I cut the back of my hand open flicking ninja stars at people who were attacking Connor MacLeod. I hit the edge of the bedside cabinet.
Today my wrist feels okay now but my thumb has some angles it's not happy about.
... I don't know whether to *sigh* or *facepalm*. It's not like it's anything I do on purpose or can do anything more about.
This though is why I don't think I'll be sharing a bed with someone for sleeping purposes, like, ever. I've been doing this since I was a small kid, it don't seem likely to wear off. When it's only me I can put up with it, as long as there's nobody else in range.