Sometimes, while sleeping, I will sit cross legged with the pillows on my lap and my upper half draped over them. When I was little and my parents would check on me, they would find me like that and get startled. My mom would shake me like I was in some sort of trance. Years later, Mimi would find me like this on her Brooklyn floor, chalking it up to drunken exploits I imagine. Even years after that, Gavin would find me in the same position. He shook me in a panic, "No babe, wake up. Please, wake up." Hahaha..
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