At 6 a.m. I wake up and fix myself a cup of coffee. Objects are more awake than I am.
"I can’t sleep. He’s lying there breathing heavily. I grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he wakes up. I say, "It’s ok... You were having a bad dream." He looks confused. He doesn’t remember having a bad dream, but I seem so concerned that he thinks he must have. I go into the kitchen and make coffee. The poltergeist has dumped water on the floor again... It’s January 15th and it’s my birthday."
MOUMBLOW, Monique. Monique Moumblow, [http://www.moniquemoumblow.com/], (Consulted on september 15th 2009)