I get up every morning at around 4:40am to help my husband get ready for work and I wave goodbye to him from the front door before he leaves and then I close the door. This morning as soon as I close the door he calls my cel and asks me if my son was up. I say no, he is still sleeping. Then he tells me that when he looked back to wave bye to me, he saw a person standing next to me... the hairs on my arm stood up when I heard him say that.
He kept saying "I swear I saw someone standing right by you at the door". I asked him what that "person" looked like and he said, he only saw a silhouette and that it was maybe 3 inches taller then me... I am sharing this because after I hung up I started thinking "what if we live our lives like pages in a book?"
What if at the same time and place there are other times and people. What if these dimensions are separated by a thin time line that, sometimes, gets interrupted?
Have you ever thought of that?
Ok please don't call the looney bin lol ;)