Sleepwalking

the weirdest thing happened to me a couple weeks ago. I went to visit some friends and they got back around 3 am. I have no recollection of what happened, but heres where my memory starts.

I am outside in my boxers, I didn't take a piss or anything. no idea how I got there, why I am outside, or what the hell is going on. I was barely conscious at this time, everything from this point on is like a dream. I try to open the door but it won't. then I try on another entrance, which turned out to be the window. I pounded and pounded it trying to get someone to hear me I guess. some sort of primal, base level rage took over and I ripped off the mesh screen and crumpled it into a ball in one smooth motion. then I really got angry. I started slamming my elbow into the glass over and over. somehow it didnt break, which is a miracle, it must have been pretty thick.

then I remember being on the couch, and recalling in bits and pieces what just happened. my elbows were bleeding from pounding on the glass repeatedly. apparently a friend went to check on me, and I said I was fine. he told me to use the door, at which point I ignored him and walked over to the window. I realized in horror what I had done (ripped the screen off) and what I almost did (break the window). what the fuck was I thinking?

is this sleepwalking? I guess it is because I've never done it before, but don't you usually not remember anything from sleepwalking?