I've seen a few things I've been unable to identify, as well as a shadow person in tennis shoes (???) at 50 feet walk out of my neighbors exterior
wall across a lighted area and take off running when I approached it-no I don't wear a camera on a chain (smacks self-dooh).
I don't really 'think' in an out of the ordinary fashion when I see something that I can't explain by common understood aeronatuical dimensions.
It just mostly relaxes me. I slip into the curiosity and feeling special. I don't understand why I have this response, when by all accounts I should
be runnng for film.
Thinking on it posthumorously; It is as if I feel it would be betrayal-to them for having shared the inside lookaboo with me.
And I *did* try to report one that was so blatantly in my face that no one could argue the rational. Orb-wise, glowing ball of moving in impossible
angles- wise. And the guy, well known, replied that he only takes serious sightings. MMMM-Kay. I wasted my time, for what?
What is the point of wasting my time filling out the form, anyway.
Now, when I look on purpose thinking of camera in mind, I feel guilty and dirty. I don't even look at the sky so much, guilty of having thoughts.
What if a photo is bad for them? It'd just look like a chinese wedding anyhow. Or worse-MIBs assaulting my memory. But, I'm coming onto the idea.
I've had .. 5 or so incidence of sightings this year. I never thought of keeping track. All in the west end of tacoma near the narrows bridge-1
turning to 3 in the tideflats of tacoma.
Last 3 years:
The shadow guy.
A jet that appeared out of nowhere-paused-and dissapeared into nowhere on a clear day; at a low elevation.
A silver spot of reflection that travelled at different points across the sky above me over the course of 2 hours; on a clear sunny day.
A wuffleball associated to the above.
A handful of glowing orbs.
I may have forgotten something.
(I'm not listing the paranormal, et al)
I guess if I were to describe my personal mentality at the time; I was like...oh groovin... (Im dead arsed sober*as a rule*...but 'out there'
(touched) as a rule too; maybe too many concussions) I drink..a little sometimes-few times a year. Not those times. I tend not to drink because of
those types of strangeness's out there.
The most interesting glowing orb-like a floating white fireball I noticed behind me as I took a smoke from a theater movie and stepped back assessing
the building for it's dimensions from back in the day when it was a skate place....
I was grateful for the ball of light, as I touched on the instances of the past and traced the scene. It was funny-it was flashing red and blue. And I
was in my thoughts thinking--oh god, that's great, we've got hover cop, was I on that craft..
Oh god, need beer, no beer..
UFO police papirazzi.....naaah. naaah.