I was feeling merry at the end of a positive day, when a most bizarre thing happened. While I listened to Dave Matthews' song "Halloween", which is fairly brutish but good, I heard a sound outside the cabin that made my heart quiver.
Bear in mind that there is constant rattling of the wires in the mast, the slap-slap of halyards, the creaks and groans in the boat; yet this sound was qualitatively different, and I peaked my head out the hatch with a flashlight. I saw nothing, but felt something.
People have asked me, aren't you scared out there on your own, at night? Though ten seconds ago I had been inflated like a happy balloon, suddenly I felt a bit... scared. I collected my thoughts and figured, my intuition is telling me something. On a purely non-rational level, my gut told me there were other "beings" in the area. Of course, now I started imagining all kinds of noises, exaggerating them on the basis that I was here all alone.
Then I remembered doing something - just an hour ago - which was purely by chance. I was digging around some toiletries and found a crystal inside a satchel, an old present from a friend, and decided to place it in the boat somewhere. Granted, I'm not much of crystal-type of guy, but it was a pretty little thing and needed a home.
As it turns out, coincidence or not, it was hung directly above my head where I sit in the cabin - though without any plan or design of my own - about an hour before the "ominous" feeling. A remote possibility, but perhaps my intuition had taken the preventative measure?
Remembering the advice from a friend of mine who has experience in these things, I asked (knowing not who or what) respectfully for permission to stay in this fine cove tonight, and please may I also have a restful sleep. Both were granted, evidently, for I did not stir the entire night.
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