Usually I sleep on the right side of the bed and M. sleeps on the left.
This morning I woke up and found myself on the left side.
I did NOT know how I got there.
I went to use the bathroom.
I returned to bed.
I noticed that M.'s boxers were resting on the edge of the bed over the blanket.
I slipped back under the blanket to cuddle with M.
He was totally naked with no boxers...bare-bottomed.
Those were definately the same boxers he had worn to bed.
I asked him about the boxers.
He could NOT remember how they got off his body.
I told him that I was baffled on how I somehow moved to the other side of him and couldn't recall when, how, or why I did it.
Such a crazy coincidence that strange things happened to both of us during the same night.
Weird.
Puzzling.
Kinda cool too.
Maybe it WASN'T a coincidence.
Perhaps the night and our bed wanted the two of us to get it on or something.
He was stripped and I was moved by some intangible force.
Whoa.