Is Sheila Legit?

      I think I have a ghost visiting me once in awhile.  The first two times she visited me in the Fall, I totally discounted the occurrences. What sane person wouldn't.  I couldn't see her face but I could feel a very agitated presence and it happened twice at the same, unusual location. I told a good friend about the experience. She actually validated the ghost. Some friend. I am also pretty sure the napkin lady was the ghost. Maybe, she is trying to tell me something and, feeling desperate, is getting creative about how she crosses space and time. Today, as I was walking Yoshi, she came to me again. I don't even know anybody named Sheila nor have I ever. All of a sudden, as with the other times in the Fall, there is a presence with me and I know it is a woman and her name is Sheila. I don't know how I can help her but I can still feel her frantic, pulsing energy. The rest of the story will have to wait. I have to be at work early.

       The napkins I took out to her on the patio are in a kitchen drawer. I kept them as a reminder of the curious void on the patio and of the woman who asked for them. As I am editing this piece several weeks after the fact, I have only a vague memory of what the woman looked like. She was slightly shorter than me, about my age and had blondish-colored hair. Her facial features are becoming blurred and are being replaced in my mind with a taller woman with dark hair whose features are becoming more distinct. The darker-haired woman has a slightly larger nose but it is not unattractive and she has a nice smile.