I Forgot To Mention The Footsteps!

I can't believe I forgot to mention the footsteps, but it happens constantly to the point where I don't think of it as part of the weirdness. Footsteps in the house. Footsteps walking down the hall. Footsteps outside on the patio by the kitchen. Footsteps in the bathroom. Footsteps behind me while I'm on the computer! And every time I check, no one is around.

"Hey, if you noise makers can see this, and need to talk, then talk. How can I help?"

And as I'm writing this, there is the sound of footsteps right outside my porch door.

"Hellooo...?"

Aaaaannnd nothing.

I'll keep you posted.

Peace, love and noisy light...
LaSal

The Noisy Dead

What do you do when the dead won't leave you alone? I mean how do you live with the sound of doors slamming, doors opening, doors shutting, closets being opened and shut, drawers being opened and shut, water turning on and off, and when you check... nothing. Lately there is the constant sounds of people coming and going. And there's the sound of voices, conversations... like the house is full of people! But it's not. I'm getting the the point where I'm not answering the door anymore because most of the time 'nobody' is there. No BODY. Too many times I go to say hello because I think someone has come home, and once again, no one is there. I've asked if I can help... no answer yet. I've asked if there's a message... no answer yet. Have I made the place too comfortable? I've started having tea in the afternoons... do they think they're invited? Do they need invitations? It's getting weird around here. And knowing my life, that's saying something!