The Dreamland Chronicles Page 38…
Hi all!
Happy Friday!
Just a reminder that we need more help on Patreon to keep the 5 pages a week schedule.
Click the link to the right of the comic.
And don’t forget to vote for us every day!
Hi all!
Happy Friday!
Just a reminder that we need more help on Patreon to keep the 5 pages a week schedule.
Click the link to the right of the comic.
And don’t forget to vote for us every day!
“Hey, where do these stairs go?”
” … they go up.”
??
I used to share a bedroom with my older brother. One evening, as my brother was getting ready for bed, I sat up in my bed, still sleeping, and asked him:
-Where do elevators go?
-They go up.
-What?
-They go up.
-Oh. OK.
There was another exchange of information, then he told me to go back to sleep. I promptly laid back down. I remember nothing of this exchange.
My apologies if this turns out to be a duplicate post, but my original post seems to have disappeared into the ether…
I used to share bedroom with my older brother. One evening, as he was getting ready for bed, I sat up in my bed and asked him:
– Where do elevators go?
– They go up.
– Huh?
– They go up.
– Oh. OK.
He then told me something else on an unrelated matter, then told me to go back to bed. I promptly laid back down. To this day, I have no recollection of this ever happening, save for my brother telling me.
On a mostly unrelated subject, but still about sleep-talking…
I am French Canadian, fully fluent in both French and English. My wife is American, and only speaks English. I do, at times, speak in my sleep. Sometimes, I would speak in English, and she would know what I was talking about. Sometimes, and I would speak in French, which she did not understand. She would then ask me to translate. Sometimes I would, and sometimes I would tell her it was none of her business. I have no recollection of those conversations, either.