The language/code sequence of sleep!

Just a trivial little incident from today morning...
Upon getting woken up from bed for a scale, I prepared to doze off again, given the relative earliness of the hour et al.
As I was floating in that state conducive for lucid dreaming, I chanced on something scurrying across my... mind, or imagination, mind-stage, or whatever. It was no bigger than a cat, a little furry, and pretty skippy and fast. For now, lets just refer to it as a Mipchunk.

Now I'm not sure what it was, but that little creature was spewing random syllable chunks, either verbally or in written. Then, SOMETHING happened at the precise moment the little Mipchunk ran across my mind. I think I observed myself falling asleep right then. Effectively, it seemed that my conscious self had switched itself off, or something to that effect, at the command given by the little furry coder.

And that was what led me to this little post.

What did the mipchunk say?