Muscle Memory

Last night I had a bunch of dreams about Charlottesville, none of which are interesting enough to relay here. The interesting thing, however, was what happened when I woke up. In a sequence of events I can only attribute to thinking a lot about Virginia in my sleep, when I woke up, I reached to my right to grab my cell phone (which I use as an alarm) as opposed to my left. This is kind of crazy because I keep my cell phone on my right in Charlottesville but on my left here in Chicago.

Now that this event is slightly removed, it seems odd to make such a big deal about it, but it was a very odd circumstance at the time.