I once left my dorm room at 2:00 am, traveled down the hall to the communal bathroom, and started a shower in my sleep. I woke up halfway through the shower. It was the weirdest sensation--a combination of dread and confusion. One of my dormmates was sitting in the hall studying when I sleepwalked past. She said I looked very focused and almost angry, but I didn't reply to her when she spoke to me.
My husband says I talk in my sleep about once a week, but it's rarely comprehensible. I did once grab his face and scream when I was dreaming his face fell off. He's always been a little scared of me after that.
