Haha! I'm so happy! My love will be home tomorrow evening.
He's at the airport in Tokyo waiting to board his flight back to the states. SO HAPPY!

good morning thread

Good morning!

Morning.

How are you?

I am doing alright.

I'm glad.
I hope more people come in and chat! :3

well if they don't I'll be here to chat

Thank you, Kirin! <3

No problem. I was reading your posts about this and... whatever the other was called. The name escapes me at the moment. I know that sometimes I smell pizza when we haven't made pizza in our house. It's so weird. Would that fit under either one.

Hm... I'm not sure if smell-memory (smelling a familiar smell when it's not there) is synethesia or not. But then again, it is a sense it could be. People have describe tasting sounds. So why not smell?
Is it ever triggered by something?

I have no idea. It seems to happen randomly. Though often it happens when I'm tired.

Next time it happens, perhaps write down what's happening.
What did you last hear? See? Taste? Try and find a pattern. :)

Yeah. It hasn't happened in awhile.

That's okay! :)

I don't know if it was something about the house I was living in.

It could be.

Do you know if you smelled it mostly at night, during the say?

Sometimes during the day but mostly in the evenings. I am starting to think it was the house sharing it's memories with me.

That would be a completely different thing but I've definitely heard of that.

A lot of people claim hauntings are caused by memories that the house is "having".

I know it's a different thing. I just hadn't thought of it before. I would also hear mummering voices when everybody was in bed but me.

OoOOO! That's definitely spooky.

But I never felt threatened.

That's good.

My father and his wife recently moved into a new house, maybe within the first six months.
My father is a very religious man, and would wake up early every day to sit in the living room and do his morning prayers and reading. He continued (and still does) this pattern when they moved into their house and during his reading in the new house, he would be facing the hallway. And he began noticing someone walking just to the end of the hallway, between the hallway entrance and the living room, but only in his peripheral vision. A woman, with blond hair and wearing a blue dress. That was all he was able to make out. But when he looked straight in the direction, she was gone. He didn't freak out, he wasn't afraid, and he began recording his encounters with this ghostly woman.

He would tell his wife, my step mum, and she would just shrug him off. And then, their six year old daughter (my half sister) began talking about the woman, too. My step mum, also religious, had every room in the house blessed immediately after their daughter said something and now my dad hasn't seen her since.

Well at least whomever she was she's at peace.

Yeah, it does seem so.

How are you this evening?