talking in my sleep...

this morning carl asked me if i remembered talking to him last night about the lady upstairs. i did not.

he said he thinks he woke up because he could feel me staring at him.

when he woke up, i told him i wanted him to write a note. he asked me what i wanted the note to say.

he said i wanted the note to say, "thank you for not exercising late at night and early in the morning."

then i stopped.

he asked, "and what else?"

"i'm sleeping," i said.