Stranger Things

It’s Monday morning. I woke (something for which I am always grateful), to warm sunshine and a thirst for a cup of tea. Sifting through my emails, I discover I have been followed. Overnight. By people. Stranger things have happened. Last night I started watching the new series of Stranger Things, and it no longer seems strange that things are happening. Not strange at all.

Furthermore, and I say with emphasis, further stranger, nay stranger than that, things have happened this morning. A friend from the US emailed to apologise for not writing sooner, because, get this, strange things had been happening. In her small east coast American community. Strange things had been happening to cars, and now her home had become infested by ants. Weird. In her words – “I had a strange few days… It was a strange and unsettling week.”

I replied thus: Do you have an evil government created jelly fish octopus monster with face sucking powers, living in a dark network of tunnels under your town? Do you? Because though I’m no expert, I wouldn’t be sleeping on top of the covers, or dangling an errant leg over the side of the bed for a while – because of the body snatchers. Just saying.

They say that life imitates art, well not in this day and age, it seems strangely to imitate Netflix. 

Tuesday – I’m hoping to wake, as per… but to no strangeness. Not at all. I’ll keep you informed.

Author: Dominic Penhale

Blog for the new novel 'Looking for Eden' by author Dominic Penhale

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