This morning, I got up and found a framed picture leaning neatly against the chair next to my bed.  Since this picture is usually hanging on the wall above my bed, I naturally was confused by how it got there.  It hadn’t been there when I went to bed the night before (unless I was super tired and didn’t notice it).  And my room is locked, so I don’t think anyone (i.e. prankster roommates) broke in.

I must have been sleepwalking.  Apparently, I got up, took the picture off the wall, placed it next to the chair, and went back to bed.  I think this is the first time I know for sure that I’ve been sleepwalking.

It’s a little disconcerting.