All day today (actually, more like for the past few weeks), I feel like there's something just in the periphery, like I'm catching movement in the corner of my eye. I turn around, expecting to see either the cat stalking pass, a spider on the wall or a bird flying by. But there's been nothing there. It's strangely disconcerting.
Someone once told me those movements are your angels. Just subtly letting you know they're there, that they're watching over you.
I find that a bit comforting.