So sometimes late at night, I go outside to sit and enjoy the peace and quiet. In the distance I can hear the ocean. Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and reflect on my life, times in my life that were both good and bad. It’s the only time I’m completely alone. Last night I dreamt that I was outside, but in a different place in my yard, I was on the other side of my house. And then a man’s face appeared over the fence. I was so terrified in my dream, I was so afraid of him. And in the dream, I knew that his appearance was inevitable, like I was expecting him to be there, and anticipating the outcome, which was not good.
In reality, a few nights ago as I sat outside, it was so quiet, and so eerie, I heard things beyond the fence and I thought to myself, it’s a raccoon or an opossum, but even then, completely awake, I felt uneasy, and I actually moved from my normal, comfortable spot closer to the back door. So is this just fear of the quiet? Or is someone out there in the dark watching?