Dream Endings

 The voice that awoke me from last night's dreaming, not once, but twice, was my own. 

 The first time, I am advising those setting a quite fancy dinner table, for a formal event to which I was not invited.  The  family members were  evidently not including napkins because there were none they considered suitable. I told them  to go ahead and use the economy pack of paper napkins: put 2 of them at each place setting. They're better than nothing.

  The second time I woke to my own voice, my words were, "Well, because it's my dream."  I assume I must have encountered some opposition to the advice I'd given earlier.

I didn't know that I ever talked in my sleep, but I woke to my own spoken words.