i was prescribed zolpidem as an alternative to tastes-like-metal zopiclone and the increasingly hard to acquire benzos. i remember being thoroughly unimpressed and forgot all about them for a while. one evening when low on drugs i decided to pop a couple with some methadone, sat down and had a bong while i was waiting.. then boom! suddenly the familiar surroundings of my abode melted away to be replaced by a whitish void and three or more entities attempting to communicate with me. i was so fucked i couldnt recall anything they said, but when i did start coming back i'd lost almost 45mins. i was totally unprepared for the intensity of the experience and was glad i was sat on my arse at home and not out on the main road outside my flat
stopped taking them after i discovered i was sleepwalking at night, though sleepwalking isnt the half of it. people have wrote pages of stuff while ostensibly asleep. my advice is, if you aint into doing weird shit - make sure youre tucked away in bed before they kick in