Do you ever wake up very quickly, wondering what woke you? I have that happen very infrequently. But I’m always certain what it is that woke me up; it’s always been the sound of a door closing. And so I lie there, wondering, frozen in place, straining for any noise to hep identify if someone is in my home. And after a few moments, once I’ve realized I’ve dreamed it, I drift back to sleep.
This happened to me the other night. But that wasn’t the only thing. I have no sense of how long after the wake up when I was awakened again. What woke me this time was the feeling of someone poking a finger in the middle of my back. I woke as I was arching my back away from the poking finger. Literally arching my back.