My trip to Texas was great.  I got to spend time with Z, and see close friends. Beach, Blue Bell, shops, real Mexican food, seafood, sunshine, and music made it good, too.  I loved the whole experience. Speaking of experience......  What I'm about to write will no doubt be read by others with skepticism. If so, just remember that I am not one to make up tall tales or over exxagerate something serious. What I experienced my last night in Galveston was as real as the words I am typing.  It wasn't a lack of sleep, drugs, or mind trick. This was real.

I was sleeping in the back bedroom. I awoke to someone laying down beside me. I thought it was Zina and that she'd come back to the room with air conditioning and laid down. But, when I rolled over and looked, there was no one there.  I tried calling out to Zina, and I couldn't.  Seriously. It was like my vocal cords were paralyzed.  There was a presence in the room that is hard to describe.  Movement.  Quiet steps.  I couldn't move because I was totally freaked out.  Then, I drifted to sleep.  I don't know how much longer it was before I awoke to "someone" laying down beside me on the other side of the bed.  I realized nothing was going to hurt me, but it was unraveling, so I laid very still and hoped for it to go away.  As I drifted back to sleep, someone/something, patted me on the shoulder as if to comfort.

Even more bizarre, is that Zina experienced someone/something hovering on top of her and running its fingers through her hair. It then rolled over beside her and said, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early to go to work".  This was about a month or so ago, and she had called me on the phone that next morning. I could tell she was disturbed by it.  I, like maybe you're thinking now, thought maybe it was a dream or something. BUT, now that I've experienced an unexplainable phenomena, I don't think Zina was dreaming any more than I was dreaming.

It was fascinating and freaky.  I'll never forget the sensation.