So apparently this happens on a fairly regular basis. I don’t actually remember any of these instances, but Lacey assures me that I regularly talk in my sleep while presumably dreaming about other women. There may or may not be specific names mentioned. I’ll never tell.

The following day when Lacey inevitably tells me I had “one of those dreams” again, I can only shrug and laugh. I never remember any details of said dream, though sometimes I wish did. They sound pretty awesome.