Where is the strangest place that you’ve ever slept? Was it on purpose? / What was your motivation?
Neurotypicals: your responses are welcomed!
There’s a photo somewhere of me sleeping on a bus my first year in college. It was late at night, we were coming back from a co-ed school and I was stone cold sober. But these are only the places that are documented. In parks, in class, on SO MANY DIRTY FLOORS and on so many modes of public transportation. And of course under my desk in grad school.
As I think about the weirdest places I’ve napped I realize that I have no perspective on the issue. What counts as “weird” when you’ve slept…everywhere? And when you look at the world through the lens of someone trying to find the most comfortable and socially appropriate horizontal surface in any situation? #narcolepsyprincess
This is us these days. 
Whenever my kids make a fort by putting a blanket or sheet over the kitchen table and letting it drape down to the floor, I crawl under and fall asleep. Something about sleeping under the table that knocks me out. (Neurotypical)
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