Looking through the room’s threshold I sense I am not welcome.
Fade to black, Twilight Zone music in the background.
Sometimes when I close my eyes I see people I don’t know, never met, yet they look at me in kind.
I dream of places I have never been to, and in the rare case I make it to that destination, I seem to know where things are located.
When I visit certain states, I feel I know some of the residents even with never having met them before. Especially true with certain west coast areas.
I sometimes “feel” the smile presented has little to do with the thought behind the eyes. I believe some mistake kindness and politeness for stupidity, I savor being underestimated.
On rare occasions when I touch or hold antique items, I’m overcome with emotion or a mood swing occurs.
No, I’m not auditioning for Riley’s believe it or not, I’m thinking out loud in words, sharing some of the strange but true aspects about me.
All of us are complex beings, and all of us sense our surroundings differently.
Like my moods, all of the above-mentioned seem to have ebb & flow, without rhyme or reason, never realized except in hindsight.
I imagine most of you might find the share curious, and disturbing, even wondering why I might expose such oddities.
I could give some wild fabrication but it would be a waste of our time.
Quite simply I believe it is important for one of you to know at this point, sadly I don’t know why, but perhaps that will come to light later.
Meanwhile, for the rest of you who have managed to read this thread to its end, Thank you for your patience, you may now return to your regularly scheduled activities, for this message was not intended for you.
Halloween nears as the sands of time continue to flow within the hourglass.