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Sometimes I have insomnia and sometimes I do crazy things in my sleep. Last night I got up at around 430am and walked out to the kitchen. On the way, I passed my dad watching TV(he is also an insomniac) causally waved, got a plastic grocery bag out from under the sink, took the bag into the bathroom and threw it on the floor, and went back to bed. I woke up this morning and remembered all of this, wondering if it had actually happened. Seeing the plastic bag on the floor was evidence that it had indeed happened...but why? Why had I needed that plastic bag in the middle of the night? I can only assume that it had something to do with whatever I was dreaming about. For the life of me, I can't remember!