Cold Weather and Ghosts
I'm so glad it is finally getting cold!!! At long last I can do all the "winter" things that I've been waiting all hot-ass summer to do. It's so great to be able to wear my furry slippers and PJs, to sleep under the covers without sweating to death, to make a big pot of soup, to go on a hike or run in beautiful weather. Right now I'm just drinking some hot chai, sitting by the fireplace all nice and toasty.
Things are going pretty well, despite the fact that my life has been very uneventful as of late. My one bit of excitment is that I am now an uncle! My little nephew Marquise is already a month old, and is the spitting image of my brother Matthew. I will post pictures soon I think.
I am finally getting out of this rut that I have been in for the past few weeks or so. Miraculously, my clarinet has avoided an untimely death in the fireplace. Of course, I could never bring myself to do that.. but that's what the little devil on my shoulder had been whispering in my ear. As always, I listen to the little Angel and I'm now actually putting some mileage on the old licorice stick.
This weekend I was having coffee with a couple of my friends and the subject of ghosts arose. My friends talked about seeing ghosts as if it was an everyday thing. They had many stories to tell, they had seen people, pets, my friend Anthony told me about an over-excited ghostly pooch knocked him over when he said "here doggie doggie doggie". I was a little embarrased to admit that I have neither seen nor heard a ghost. I have felt eerie presences, but does that really count? The general concensus among my friends was that everybody perceives the supernatural differently. Since that conversation I have been curious about what it is like to see a ghost, and whether or not I have any kind of "sixth sense". Just out of curiousity, what have your experiences been? Have you ever seen or do you believe in ghosts or a sixth sense? Sorry if this sounds a bit odd...
Things are going pretty well, despite the fact that my life has been very uneventful as of late. My one bit of excitment is that I am now an uncle! My little nephew Marquise is already a month old, and is the spitting image of my brother Matthew. I will post pictures soon I think.
I am finally getting out of this rut that I have been in for the past few weeks or so. Miraculously, my clarinet has avoided an untimely death in the fireplace. Of course, I could never bring myself to do that.. but that's what the little devil on my shoulder had been whispering in my ear. As always, I listen to the little Angel and I'm now actually putting some mileage on the old licorice stick.
This weekend I was having coffee with a couple of my friends and the subject of ghosts arose. My friends talked about seeing ghosts as if it was an everyday thing. They had many stories to tell, they had seen people, pets, my friend Anthony told me about an over-excited ghostly pooch knocked him over when he said "here doggie doggie doggie". I was a little embarrased to admit that I have neither seen nor heard a ghost. I have felt eerie presences, but does that really count? The general concensus among my friends was that everybody perceives the supernatural differently. Since that conversation I have been curious about what it is like to see a ghost, and whether or not I have any kind of "sixth sense". Just out of curiousity, what have your experiences been? Have you ever seen or do you believe in ghosts or a sixth sense? Sorry if this sounds a bit odd...