So you know that moment when you realize that you have a serious sleep-talking problem? You know what I'm talking about.
While I was at the camp, we went kayaking all day, and on the way to this little area where we had lunch, everyone was tired and miserable from rowing. But on the way back, We were going wild. I fell out of the kayak four times. Enough said. Anyway, there are these two boys who we'll call D. and M.. D. and M. were shouting "Left! Right! Left! Right!" in order to synchronize their paddles. Within seconds, everyone was screaming "Left! Right! Left! Right!" and the instructor who was with us looked like she wanted to end it all.
But what does this have to do with sleep-talking, you may ask? Well, that night (there were cabins and I was fortunate enough to get a cabin with two of my bestie and yes, Ally was one of them.), I was heard sleep-talking "Left! Right! Left! Right!" for at least three minutes straight.
