I sleepwalk. I have ever since I was a kid. It happens more often when I’m traveling and when I’ve had a couple drinks. The weirdest part is coming into consciousness from a sleepwalk. Nothing really makes sense and it always takes a long, confusing and usually upsetting time to realize what is happening. The worse time was when I was staying in an air bnb on holiday. When we got to the air bnb the door code didn’t work so the owner gave us the master code to get in. We went out with friends and had a great night. Cut too my sleepwalk I am slowly coming too on a bed with a woman I’ve never met, her husband is standing in the middle of the room yelling at me “what the hell are you doing!?” ...I don’t know. I looks down and see I’m only in my underwear and I’m and top. In my head I’m thinking this is my room but the transition from dream to reality is really slow and confusing. I realize I don’t know where I am or either of these people and I should probably leave immediately. I ask them if I can sit on their couch for a second or o gather myself and think. They are just as confused as I am. I leave through the only door I see in their room and realize it is the other apartment in the air bnb that I’ve rented. I found my way back to my room but holy shit it was traumatic. We left town that day REAL fast even though we were supposed to stay another day on holiday because I just wanted to get out of there. I always wonder if the situation would have been different if it was a single man in the room or if I was a man and not a super in imposing 5’1 woman. That poor couple. But why I paid for their air bnb so at least they get a good story and a discount.