I'm noticing a disturbing trend in my sleeping patterns as of late. This is how it goes:
Phase 1) It's late, ish, and I'm talking to Keira on the phone.
Phase 2) I'm like the machine-gun-yawner, all yawning between every other word.
Phase 3) Keira and I say goodnight to each other.
Phase 4) Brush teeth, close curtain, fold back sheets, and flop in bed.
Phase 5) And this is the most important phase - I wake up 2 hours later in a cold sweat, reaching for my phone, because I am *certain* that I've fallen asleep while talking to Keira on the phone. *Whew* I realize I didn't.
Phase 6) Repease process 2 hours later.
Phase 7) Wake up at 7am to the tune of, "Did I fall asleep during our conversation or didn't I?"
Which is extreeeeeeemely fucked up because I've never done anything like that. EVER! At least, I don't think I have? I mean, I'd remember falling asleep during a conversation. Wouldn't I?
I imagine it would be kinda like falling asleep during sex or something. You just don't. And if extenuating circumstances prescribe this course of action, that's what memory is for.
I'm retarded. On the other hand, it's a sign I care about my dear friend. Well, that I care enough to see if I left my phone on.