One time my counselor told me that he thinks I sleepwalk and sleeptalk because of my “Other Courtney.” She needs to have an outlet, a way to connect with the world, he said. She feels she cannot always be her true self during the day so she must embark on nightly adventures in her sleep.
He felt that the more I wrote down my feelings, thoughts, and experiences, the less I would sleepwalk. He was right. What started out as simply a sleepwalking blog has turned into a random ramblings, recipe saving, photo sharing, opinion slinging, emotion releasing, poetry printing, and an occasional sleepwalking story blog.
So, here it is. The Other Courtney.