Arthur

Ok, so this is day three from that funky night and the out of body dream. This is the third night in a row I have had a ghost walk through my apartment. Not that I see them..but I feel them and hear them, albeit in my head. Tonight it was Arthur. Arthur is a friendly sort, but smokes.

And as I was typing tonight, I smelled his smoke. I stood up to go outside and when I saw the back door, I froze in my tracks.. I thought maybe the smell was smoke comin in from the back porch from me smoking earlier..but the back door and all windows were closed.

I remembered a part of my dream, while I was walking around my apartment out of body.. I saw a puff of smoke... in the air... behind my chair at my desk...oh dear. I just pm'd a friend.. its his relative.