I've been known to talk in my sleep. I used to do it a lot as a kid, but as I've gotten older, my tendency to talk has diminished. In my sleep, that is; apparently, my tendency to talk in real life has only gotten worse.
There were times when I would be sleeping soundly.
And having a nice dream, that perhaps got a little too vivid.
Since I was asleep, I'd just go right on sleeping.
My brother, however, would be getting home from work and he would hear me in my room, talking.
He'd wonder what the commotion was all about and would come in to check on me. Only to find me alone. And asleep.
I would continue blissfully sleeping, but I would also interact with him. Repeating whatever the hell I was just talking/dreaming about.
He never understood what I was saying. I would keep repeating it, getting louder and louder and more and more agitated, just trying to make him understand.
It wouldn't work. I would just keep yelling and he'd keep saying "WHAT?!?!". To me, (in my sleep-riddled-semi-dream-world) I was being very clear. Enunciating each word carefully and loudly. I didn't realize that, to him (the person that was awake and functioning), I was just a garble-mouth that was making no sense whatsoever.
He would end up walking out and shutting my door. In the morning I would wake up with my door closed and a vague recollection of talking to my brother but I would have no idea what we talked about. And neither would he.
Big thanks to EliseArt for lending me her tablet so I could draw these terrible pictures. I totally think I'm buying a tab. I'm sorry.