What do you know about sleepwalking?

I woke up this morning to my pajama pants on the floor in the kitchen, a glass vase with flowers moved from a small end table to my kitchen table, and my wall calendar placed on my desk. Granted, I drank last night… but I wasn’t that drunk. I used to sleepwalk a lot as a kid (I just called mom and she said that she was always so worried about me because it was really bad and scary for a while, almost like I was possessed).

So what do you know about sleepwalking? Any good stories? What can I do to prevent this from happening again? I am concerned I may leave my apartment in the middle of the night and not know (sans pants, hehe).