I had what I think must have been a sleep walking incident last night. I was in my bathroom, apparently asleep, and went to get back in bed, except I was still in the bathroom, where there is no bed.
Instead I lowered myself into the bathtub, eventually crashing down on my tailbone, real hard. I awoke to find my legs draped over the edge of the tub, with me unable to pull myself up. Thrashing around I somehow turned the faucet on, cold water. That woke me up fast, with me quickly swinging around and getting vertical.
What a living nightmare.
I thought I would end up badly bruised, with a big blotch of purple. But, no sign of such.
So, to unkink my aches and pains I decided a salubrious walk with nature via the Wichita Bluff Nature Area would be a mighty fine thing to do.
I figured right.
I sat on the bench you see above for a few minutes, pondering my multiple miseries and woes. And then started walking again.
Eventually I came to the location where I usually find a Wichita Bluff Hoodoo. Or two.
As you can see via me standing on the Mars-like landscape, there is only a pile of rocks at Hoodoo Central.
I hope last night's sleep walking incident does not portend a return to this happening multiple times. I already have sufficient aggravations. I do not need a new one...
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