Well.
Yes, well.
Things have been happening.
They usually do, if you let them.
I had nothing to do with any of it. Things were fine, calm and collected. I did not rock the boat.
No, that's true. Of course, you don't live on an island — .
Not my choice either!
Right. Well, we are all connected and when something happens —.
Please tell me you're not going to give me the "Butterfly Theory".
Oh. You've heard about that.
I saw the movie.
Oh. Well.
Seems we're back where we started.
No, we're still in the same place. Time has moved forward and as you said, things have been happening.
It's been very difficult this time. I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired.
I know. You told me the other night. I'm sorry that you feel so awful. I hear you. I see you. I AM here.
Do you know, I woke up last night, briefly. I was sleeping facing my door. I rolled over and tried to open my eyes but couldn't, except one eye. I turned my head toward the window and I thought I saw a very tall man standing by the window. I think he was looking out. But he'd paused for a moment to touch that plaster anchor on the wall, like he was adjusting it or something. It has a scripture on it: Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
A man?
Yes. I blinked and got the other eye open; but he'd disappeared.
Were you afraid?
That's why I remember it so well. I wasn't. I was half asleep, but I looked again before I closed my eyes. I turned back over and just as I drifted off, the word Guardian went through my mind.
Interesting.
I just checked that position of the anchor. He was at least 6 feet tall.
You've had dreams where you woke thinking you saw someone.
Yes. With my heart pounding, and I'd jump nearly out of bed. Sometimes I'd yell out loud. No, this wasn't that. You know what else is strange?
What?
I think he, it, whatever, woke me. I thought I heard a sound. I rolled over to see. And strangest of all, Jet was looking at it, too. He sleeps on that side of the bed, on the pillow. I saw him as I rolled over, staring at that window.
Ah.
I'll never know for sure, will I?
Well, maybe someday you'll know everything.
{sigh} Yeah. I'd really like that.
