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SLEEPWALKING?!

HEY

So.. I haven't posted anything in a while-sies so I decided to make a post on my recent weird experience (makes popcorn)
This going to be a weird story..
So the day just before I went to bed I spent the whole day stressing because I didn't get to go somewhere I wanted to go (it was swimming btw, I really wanted to go swimming) but I didn't (#icrieverytim) so instead I went running BUT I got really tired afterwards so I went to bed SUPER EARLY but I had a weird dream that I went into my mums room asking for a vest and I dreamt that I searched her whole room down and she called me stupid because I wanted a vest so late at night and I said I needed it. So the next day I woke up having that weird vision. So I decided to call my mum to ask if it really was a dream and in fact..
IT WASNT. I SLEEPWALKED INTO MY MUMS ROOM AND ASKED FOR A VEST
BUT.. how did I remember and how did I communicate so obvs I had to do research and apparently its called Conscious sleepwalking or something so these past few days I've been feeling pretty weird about myself but now I feel better thanks to this awkwardly hilarious picture :
Thank you Alpine Ibexes, Now, Do YOU crave that mineral? XD
 I'm so sorry, I'll leave the room..

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