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.