A sniper just shot a bullet through Briar’s window. Or ... Briar had a nightmare and went crashing into a solid wooden door. Hopefully the MRI machine can tell her which.
Briar’s always been a sleepwalker, but when a new relationship sends her sleep disorder into overdrive, it’s not just her REM cycle that suffers. Briar’s grip on reality is slipping, and her life is coming apart with it. The possibility of an assistance dog offers hope, but with injuries a nightly occurrence and her girlfriend’s patience wearing thin, Briar’s finding love might not be as unconditional as promised.
Based on the true story of a series of things that didn’t really happen, playwright Helen Vivienne Fletcher draws on her lifetime of sleep misadventures in this solo play.
Falling asleep, or falling in love – which one is about to crash?