sleep screaming

matt came in the bedroom last night, just as a noise had woken me up. he gave me a very strange look...
"honey, you're screaming..."

apparently, it went something like this (in somewhat of a crescendo).

Ang....
Ang....
Angelique....
ANGELIQUE....
TURN  IT OFF.
TURN IT OFF. 

the yelling woke me. matt's lamp was on, and apparently, i wanted it off. but why call for angelique? 

well, she loves to read. she reads like she drinks water - she needs it. she devours books at light speed. and often, that meant falling asleep with her lamp on.  once i grew out of sleeping with my own lamp on (for protection purposes... and yes, it took WAY too long) i preferred complete darkness.  i also refused to close my door. (if the lamp wasn't there to keep monsters away, i wasn't about to lock myself in a room with them. i need an escape route.*)  so, ang would stay up late reading. then fall asleep. and then i would be irked by the light. i'm easily irked.

and apparently last night, my subconscious assumed she was the offender.
this happened once before, in high school, on a school trip.  we had to wake up early for the first day of Model United Nations meetings, and my friend tried to get me up.  apparently, i started yelling at her saying "MOM, I'M NOT GOING TO SEMINARY TODAY." 

i guess the lesson is, don't mess with my sleep...
do you ever sleep scream?

sorry ang! 

(*a clear way to army crawl to my parents bedroom.)