Thursday, November 11, 2010

Brushed

So last night while I was falling asleep, I kept thinking of a number of things: this odd sense of restlessness that always seems to grow inside of me throughout the years, the longing for something catalytic to happen, and about the Fae. 
As I was just about to fall asleep. Something brushed against my face again as I heard it buzz away. I was again startled. I looked around seeing no one there. This has been the second time this happened while I'm sleeping. I noted that I left my window open that night. The buzzing sensation always seemed to towards the window from where I sleep. In the past there have been times that I have felt something brush up against me when it seemed like no one is really there. 
I did feel like I wasn't really alone last night. Like there was another presence in the room that I cannot see. I wish could see them directly. I've only seen little lights, and a glowing yellow butterfly at the corner of my eye when I was outside once, and moving blurs. 

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