Mailboxes.

Date: 10/8/2016

Possible dream of the future. I was walking down my neighborhood with my husband smiling and laughing but I was barefoot. When I saw the first set of mailboxes I had a strange feeling about them and mentioned how I've always felt something strange about the other set further down my street. the ones we actually use. As me and my husband are walking down I see a car parked in the middle of the road pretty much still on possibly but just driving by really slow. I could see the people in it. a punk guy I have never met in person just one time crossed paths with at Walmart in Texas a while after he added me on facebook. one thing to point out which is I think relevant is that the Walmart I saw him at happens to be next to the cemetery where Rejean is buried. so to continue the dream, me and my husband stop to talk to them and like mentioned earlier it was three people. the punk guy named David, his girlfriend in the middle and the driver. he seemed a little older but not much maybe 30s but his face seemed marked by alcohol or probable drug use. he is the one I talked to. even though I had more to talk about with the others. and the reason I did but I didn't tell him what exactly but did take notice and told my husband is that he had a white mist above him. and I could tell it was a spirit. it almost felt like what the spirit takes with them. not the human beliefs but still...best way to describe it is fetal awareness. after taking notice of that in a been there done that way I told myself that he was probably going to die as I walked away towards the second set of mailboxes. and there I saw broken glass all over the floor. brown beer bottles. and at that moment I realized I couldn't walk through there to get to my house and had to wait for my husband to bring me my shoes to do so. and I sat in front of the mailboxes and I could feel Rejean there. I woke up knowing that feeling and it stayed with me for a couple of minutes even after I had woken up.