Saturday, April 10, 2010
Last night I sat up in bed and had a conversation while sleeping. David is so used to me doing things in the middle of the night, that he didn't even try to listen. I think I was giving someone a tour of Portugal (that is what I was dreaming about, living in Spain, but giving people tours of Portugal). Also, I screamed, because there was a man in my room that looked just like my friend Vegor. I felt bad for being scared of him.