It’s 2 in the morning. Guess where I am:

Perched on top of our kitchen counter, while waiting for my water to boil and my hard-boiled eggs to finish cooking. I’m making myself egg sandwiches in the middle of the night because I’m hungry! and I don’t caaaaaaaaare if it goes straight to my thighs!!!one1!!!exclamationabuse!!

Well, I’ll worry about that tomorrow when I’m fully awake.

No. Actually I was just sleepwalking and when I woke up, I found myself in the middle of our kitchen, cooking.

I’m so sleepy what am I even doing here?