I don't sleep well in general. It's been that way since birth, lol...
This is a true story: My mom told me and I can actually remember this, but she had to put a cardboard cover over my crip because I would climb up the rails like a monkey???
I believe it too, cause i remember after she did that, I tried to go through the rails. I'm sorry...wish there was something better than LOL, but looking back, I was so determined, I shoved my head between those raily thingies and got my head caught and couldn't get in or out. So they had to call the fire dept.
Later, I began sleep-walking and my mom being a nurse was totally curious.
She said, I slep-walked, 3 nights in a row.
She would follow me and I would always go to the same corner in the downstairs living room. She said, "Who are you talking to?"
she told me when she was studying to be a nurse, never to jolt awake a sleep-walker...so she did little things like put things in my path, like pillows and stuff.
But anyway, she rubbed my back to wake me gently and I said, The Angles, there's 3 of them...didn't you see them?
On my life that's a true story...and somehow, seems to stick w/me to this day. I'm sensitive in general but since my visual issues, it seems to only have intensified...I'm also left handed.
Makes me want to go into forensics or science or something...but I'd have to have something that reads it to me...I'd never make it past the index, lol