It was 75° with 20 mph winds early this morning. It felt amazing. Large trees creaked in the wind. 

After walking a random labyrinth of city streets, I walked out of fayetteville’s clutter and into open sky. 

Traffic was unusually light. Not that there’s much at 3:00 a.m., but I’ve become accustomed to recognizing the patterns. 

I can’t explain what gave me the heebiejeebies as I passed the last house on 112/Garland. It was as if something or someone unseen had flickered into my peripheral vision. Goosebumps went up and down my body. It was instantaneous. A feeling of almost dread. 

Watching carefully, I used my phone to zoom in, but saw no movement. Walking around to the other side of the empty house, I did the same thing. The tickle along the back of my neck did not lessen. I stood there for a minute and finally walked away without turning my head to take another look. 

I love these moments when something unseen triggers my subconscious. The wind blasting through the trees and across me enhanced the feeling.