Yesterday during the initial walk with the tall, handsome guy, he asked how I was feeling. I told him that I felt weepy and sad the past few days and that it had nothing to do with the monthly thing or the fact that there was no full moon.
He said maybe there was something in the air. To my left and along the north side was a LONG stretch of chemtrail running from Mt. Hamilton in the east towards the west coast in the distance.
From where we were walking, the dried field of grass and wide expanse of the view was striking. I reached my right hand over to my left and with my right index finger pointed out and traced along the chemtrail from right to left. I said:
“There’s your answer.”
I didn’t dare mention the word `chemtrail`. He kept silent. I kept silent. I then mentioned feeling drained of energy. And for whatever reason (and maybe because of his company), I felt better on that fine afternoon.
It also could have been a good night’s sleep due to the fact that I put on THREE layers of blanket to keep warm during the colder nights and to prevent my feet, ankles and calves from cramping up.
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