I've probably blogged this umpteen times before, but since it popped into mind, here we go again just to be sure...
when I was very young, maybe ages 2 to 4 or so, I'd wake up most mornings on the back lawn right next to the house. I'd then, confused, walk up the rear stairs to the shed, through the laundry room, and up the stairs to my room. as soon as I got back into bed, I'd wake up a second time. this seemed weird, but at the same time normal because it was in fact the norm for me. I don't believe I ever mentioned it to anyone at the time, but every now and then it surfaces to consciousness.
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