It has followed me throughout my tiny for the past two days and nights. At first I thought the smell of smoke was my Daddy who smoked a pipe. Then I thought, it is the father of the lady I am supposed to read tomorrow. Then I thought it was my twin sister Amy, nope. None of the above. It is someone I should know and they are here for a reason. They came to me but I really don’t know who it is. It could be Joe’s father who came for his mother Rose tonight. It’s not like it stays constantly but is intense and surrounds me and right now it is in my bedroom. Creepy. but had to share this. I guess I will find out who this was one way or another, over time. I suspect it is my father but it could be anybody in my life or someone else’s..