Once I dreamt something had flown into my room through the window and I had dive rolled out of bed to get away. The problem was that I hadn’t dreamt the dive roll. At least now I know I am capable of launching myself out of bed onto the floor without breaking my neck. I wonder what would happen if I had dreamt something had come in through my door and the only way out was through the window…
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May 19, 2010 at 12:40 am
…oh dear. Um. I hope you have a sturdy window. And that you keep it closed. XD
I’ve never done that before, although there was a time when I was a lot younger, and my dad used to come into my room at night to make sure my blanket was covering me instead of kicked onto the floor. That was also the time when I used to oversleep a lot, and my mom would burst into the room in the morning to make sure I wasn’t late for school. Once or twice my brain completely mixed the two, and my dad would open my door in the dead of night only to have me lunge very dramatically straight out of bed and towards the door ^^”