They're The Shadows
Like ghosts in a mist
There is a Bruce Willis movie where it is not clear, although the more astute viewers pick up on it, if he is dead or alive. There is a boy that he interacts with and it turns out that is possible because the boy can see ghosts.
I am now the boy who can see ghosts. I am surrounded by them, at work, at the market, in the streets, even conversations that I have with people are only possible because of a temporary breakdown of the barrier between the living and the dead.
I can see them but they’re somewhat indistinct, more of an outline than anything that could be defined as corporal, and their voices sound like they’re talking from another room with a closed door or shouting underwater.
I find the whole thing to be rather comforting. It mutes them, makes the world a little quieter, like the early morning after a snowfall. This is possibly why I don’t feel the dread and horror of what is happening. The external volume has been turned way down, I feel as though I have been shouting at my neighbors to turn down their music and they finally did it.
I like this quiet world.
It’s part of a larger plan to create for myself a Michael friendly environment.
A great burden has been lifted, I no longer have to wonder if there is something wrong with me because I don’t want or need them.
Free at last, free at last.
How were you able to effect this change? It's a quite evocative post - I can feel the change of which you speak.