I sleep-freaked out last night.

I was having a dream that there was someone outside the door of my room. My dad was in my room by my closet door, and we were preparing to work together to defend against the invader. But then I realized that my dad was about to turn on me and my lightsaber was trapped somewhere in my sheets, so I grabbed my covers and sheets and ripped them up off my bed, shaking them out to find my double-sided, black handled lightsaber. Unfortunately I'm in the process of cleaning up my desk/room and all of my to-be-sorted papers were on half of my bed. This morning I found all of those papers sprawled across my floor. Boo.

A few nights ago I sleep-walked to my window and can remember thinking someone was outside looking in. So I closed my window (it's never closed!) and locked it with the lock bar. In addition to that I also closed up my blinds, which are never completely closed.

I think I might be a bit paranoid this week.