We aren't alone
Oh, also got to catch unknownbinaries and wolven at Vortex last week. It was nice to get a few random quips in, but between smoke, contributing absolutely nothing to trivia, and just feeling "off", I felt out-of-place.Unexpected out-makings are unexpected.Right. When I wake up Sunday morning, nobody is clawing down my door at the sounds of my stirring. Unusual. And nobody is waiting to catapult oneself bodily into my room the second my door slides open. Also unusual. I am exceptionally cautious stepping into the living room, and notice both doors to the smaller bathroom (and now cat bathroom) are closed. Exceptionally concerning in a "mess-making" sense if they are outside such, totally cool if they're inside. At least, the mess part is cool, the other implication is far less cool.
I don't remember putting them in there.
I don't hear anything, including them clawing at the door of that bathroom, so... I really don't know.
The front door is locked, and I don't notice anything valuable stolen. Then again, the most valuable things in the living room are probably books.
I open the cat bathroom door, and they trot out.
- Did they somehow close themselves in? Faintly possible by leaning on it, but that requires both of them being in at the same time and one leaning on the door long enough to close it. Exceptionally unlikely.
- Did someone else close them away? Current roommate is in a different state. Faintly possible if a previous roommate copied a key, but considering how lightly I usually sleep, unlikely.
- Did I sleepwalk? This is sounding the most likely, albeit the least pleasant option. I haven't been known to sleepwalk, and suddenly starting brings all kinds of concerns. What happens to my body when I'm not there to direct it?
- Am I suffering memory lapses? Possible. The only blackouts of which I'm aware (haha) involve alcohol, but I could have put them away and just forgotten. I have an excellent memory for detail, though, especially as regards to action, so I don't know.
And there really isn't any way to solve this mystery, unless it happens again.Monday's dream was talking about the style of the 50's with stupid-drawings and not_hothead_yet. Something about cruising in a massive Cadillac, and karishi getting lost.Today's dream (in under 10 minutes) had the past of my workplace, the reverend mothers driving on rail tracks (going much faster than street traffic - don't need to go around as many things), getting stuck back-and-forth trying to switch tracks in a switching yard, and stupid-drawings and karishi hosting a convention.
I don't remember putting them in there.
I don't hear anything, including them clawing at the door of that bathroom, so... I really don't know.
The front door is locked, and I don't notice anything valuable stolen. Then again, the most valuable things in the living room are probably books.
I open the cat bathroom door, and they trot out.
- Did they somehow close themselves in? Faintly possible by leaning on it, but that requires both of them being in at the same time and one leaning on the door long enough to close it. Exceptionally unlikely.
- Did someone else close them away? Current roommate is in a different state. Faintly possible if a previous roommate copied a key, but considering how lightly I usually sleep, unlikely.
- Did I sleepwalk? This is sounding the most likely, albeit the least pleasant option. I haven't been known to sleepwalk, and suddenly starting brings all kinds of concerns. What happens to my body when I'm not there to direct it?
- Am I suffering memory lapses? Possible. The only blackouts of which I'm aware (haha) involve alcohol, but I could have put them away and just forgotten. I have an excellent memory for detail, though, especially as regards to action, so I don't know.
And there really isn't any way to solve this mystery, unless it happens again.Monday's dream was talking about the style of the 50's with stupid-drawings and not_hothead_yet. Something about cruising in a massive Cadillac, and karishi getting lost.Today's dream (in under 10 minutes) had the past of my workplace, the reverend mothers driving on rail tracks (going much faster than street traffic - don't need to go around as many things), getting stuck back-and-forth trying to switch tracks in a switching yard, and stupid-drawings and karishi hosting a convention.