I am watching The Adventures of Baron Munchausen; I love this movie. There was a scene where the ship is going to the moon, and Sally and the Baron are sleeping with their hands/arms over the edge. Anyhow, it reminded me of something. There is a habit of mine, something I am always aware of.
Since I was a child, I was always aware of my hands and arms when I was sleeping, well, in the process of falling asleep anyway. See, I had this fear, or superstition that if my hands or arms were over the side of the bed, that a monster from under the bed and eat them. Of course, I *know* now that there are no monsters that will rip my hands or arms off, yet I still keep them close to me, and away from the edges to this day. Is that not silly?
Since I was a child, I was always aware of my hands and arms when I was sleeping, well, in the process of falling asleep anyway. See, I had this fear, or superstition that if my hands or arms were over the side of the bed, that a monster from under the bed and eat them. Of course, I *know* now that there are no monsters that will rip my hands or arms off, yet I still keep them close to me, and away from the edges to this day. Is that not silly?