Trouble

by Stephanie

I was looking over my blogger profile today. I don’t think I’ve paid attention to it for about 6 months or so. When you are setting up the blog, they ask you a random question (just for blogging fun, you know). My question apparently was “The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig”
And this is what is currently written in response:
“Once upon a time, Franky the Frog woke up and much to his surprise, the evil villian, AGE, had evaporated every hair off of his head. He searched the kingdom far and wide for the perfect wig, only to end up with a hot-pink bob wig. He can now be scene on the latest season of RuPaul’s Drag Race.”

Here’s what’s interesting. I have ZERO recollection of writing this (this coming from someone who typically has 100% recollection of EVERYTHING). I don’t even remember the question. Oh boy. I have got to get off these sleeping pills. I mean I suppose there are worse things that can happen. I’ve heard of people doing crazy sleepwalking–or even worse, sleep driving!!!. But me, I sleep-blog (with the occasional sleep-email or sleep-text–my apologies to anyone who has received messages from me after 10:00 PM).

I have noticed the increase in my physical activity has resulted in an improvement in my sleep cycle, so let’s keep our fingers crossed, k? Unless I can finish my screenplay in my sleep, that actually might be helpful.

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