It seems like it's always the same shot, oh well Happy HNT from me and Sara.
I've been sleepwalking again. I don't know what triggers it, or why I do it. Serge caught me the other night futzing with the front door and sent me back to bed. I have no memory of it. And then Sunday, I "woke up" sitting in the smoking room with a lit cigarette in my hand with my robe on. This is worrisome. I don't really know what can be done about it though.
'Nother short post today, stay tuned for the final installment of the road to Montreal tomorrow.