I have been feeling physically unwell since the 29th December, infact I was so sick the first time it out of my nose. (Not nice, I know), Now, why on earth am I talking about being physically sick and an almost paranormal mind, well, I woke up on the 29th December feeling fine, I just started to feel unwell about half way through the day and by five in the evening I was saying hello to the toilet.
Come today as I was walking past a Local Funeral Home, there were people standing outside of it that I knew, so I went across to them to say hello and to find out who it was, it turned out to be a very dear friend who had broke his neck about six weeks ago, by falling over something and landing on his neck the wrong way.
Here are my thoughts on this: I knew my friend was in a bad way and for some strange weird reason I got unwell as well, hence me not feeling to good on the 29th. My friend past on the 30th, the day I wasn’t able to do anything at all so I had to say in bed. I would love to hear your thoughts on this so please leave your comments below!
Thank you and may Peter rest in peace ,
Hugh
