Ash keeps a list in their Notes app of dumb things I’ve said. Sometimes it’s something little, like me flubbing a name in a funny way or saying something punny while mildly inebriated, that kind of thing. But in the past couple of years, the list has acquired a new type of entry: sleep-talking quotes. I don’t remember being much of a sleep-talker before, and I suspect that my new tendency is related to a shift in my work life that started in mid-2020, when I went from teaching maybe two or three writing workshops a year to teaching something close to full-time. On the majority of occasions when I sleep-talk, I am dreaming about teaching.
“Is it the correct verb?” I apparently said in the middle of the night Monday, or sometime early Tuesday. The question woke Ash, who is a light sleeper. We’ve been married three years next week and are still new enough in our life together, thank god, that they don’t yet hate me when I startle them awake with a lecture on grammar. They reach for the phone and take notes, which they then gleefully recite for me in the morning.
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