Sleeping is supposed to be restful and rejuvenating. This is not true for people that are around me when I'm sleeping. I don't shift around, I don't flail, but I snore. At least that's what I've been told.
I don't trust any of those people who have told me that I snore. They're all just jealous that I don't kick people in my sleep, right?
Whenever I fall asleep at The Orion (which is more than I like to, especially at 4 a.m.) I don't snore. I don't snore when I'm fall asleep on my couch. It has to be some convenient lie that my sister told me.
I know, I don't have really fun stories about sleep-walking or sleep-talking or sleep-disco-dancing, but I am what I am...a not-snoring snorer.
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