I had the most interesting experience last night, either while I was trying to fall asleep, or while I was already asleep -- it's hard for me to tell which.
I'd spent the day at Gallaudet, during which I'd done my best to obey Wren's voice-off suggestion. Some of my classmates aren't nearly as proficient as they should be by this point, so with them I spoke; I also had an interesting linguistic discussion with a friend of Wren's who'd come along who is probably about two-thirds of the way along to becoming an interpreter (the concepts we were discussing were far beyond my ASL abilities). Other than that, I was signing all afternoon and evening.
I guess my brain was in ASL mode or something even after getting home, brushing my teeth, writing last night's post, and all that. The weird thing that happened to me was that I managed to wake myself up multiple times with signing! I think I was either thinking (if it was while I was falling asleep) or dreaming (if it was while I was asleep) a conversation in ASL, and my hands insisted on trying to actually sign my half of the conversation. The movement of my hands woke me up; as soon as I regained a bit of consciousness, I stilled my hands, but it recurred a couple times.
As someone who very much values her sleep, I have to protest. Brain, quit it. You can process the day's ASL without interrupting my slumber!
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