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The sorts of things I ponder
Mar. 12th, 2007 01:42 pmA couple years ago, I took a flight. I don't remember what the occasion was, exactly, but I remember I was so tired that I zonked out almost as soon as the plane took off, and didn't wake up until we landed and people started gathering their baggage.
I remember this so distinctly because of the look on the face of my seatmate as she got her bags--whatever I'd done, I'd amused the HELL out of her. And maybe I'm imagining things, but a couple of the flight attendants were trying to stifle grins as I went past.
Every now and then I find myself wondering what exactly I *did*.
The fact that I'll never know is a little frustrating. And I'm a little embarrassed at the thought that I apparently put on some sort of little show in my sleep. But on the other hand, the smile I got was the best response I've ever gotten from a seatmate on any trip I've taken...and, not so coincidentally, it's the only one I spent totally unconscious. If I look at it that way, maybe I should forget this "performing" thing and just sleep in public more often.
I remember this so distinctly because of the look on the face of my seatmate as she got her bags--whatever I'd done, I'd amused the HELL out of her. And maybe I'm imagining things, but a couple of the flight attendants were trying to stifle grins as I went past.
Every now and then I find myself wondering what exactly I *did*.
The fact that I'll never know is a little frustrating. And I'm a little embarrassed at the thought that I apparently put on some sort of little show in my sleep. But on the other hand, the smile I got was the best response I've ever gotten from a seatmate on any trip I've taken...and, not so coincidentally, it's the only one I spent totally unconscious. If I look at it that way, maybe I should forget this "performing" thing and just sleep in public more often.
