The day I met Dia 1 was the day in which my sleepwalking walking tour brought me to a performance of a local orchestra, after emptying the fridge of all the beers. I wasn’t awake when it happened, but people told me that they saw me walking backwards. I remember my dream of being trapped in a VCR, and waking up in a drunk state at the local auditorium. Luckily the sound of Dia 1 is always around for reliving this moment, and its a great opportunity to share this story with the help of the all-telling audio.
Talking about Dia 1 really reminds me of the day that I’ve met Dia 2. It was a similar experience, although this time someone smart strapped me to the bed, so I had to pretend to walk horizontally without actually able to do the real thing. The dream that appeared was good, I just walked on soft slippers up, up and up. Facing the clouds, the sun, the moon, the stars until I woke up in the middle of the night screaming for a glass of water.
The moment that Dia 3 came in my life was another day in which my keepers forgot my habit of sleep walking. They especially forgot that I could not only sleep walk, but I could do it quickly. Eyewitnesses told me that when Dia 3 went along, I basically run backwards on the street to the local snack-bar, broke in, cooked myself a fish and than made it all the way back to the bedroom. Local police woke me up while slapping my face with my own cooked fish.
Of course as a sleepwalker, I got away with it. Same thing really when experiencing Dia 4; this time I went to a nightly violin player, hit him on the head and locked him up in the basement of his own violin shop. I remember being half awake when wild dogs started to shred the poor lad into pieces, but as I was still half sleep walking there wasn’t a lot I could have done to save this poor man. I read the whole story of the tragic end of the violin player a week later in the paper, and quickly got rid of the broken violin strings that I had found wrapped around my ankle.
The last time of my sleep walking Dia episodes was the day that my mind discovered Dia 5. This time it wasn’t a violent walk, neither an orchestral one; I basically walked around on top of my bed, alone in circles. I watched it back the next day on the camera that was installed to capture my own sleep walk adventures. I remember waking up with my head on the place that normally my toes would be, but that happens to the best off us..