There's a strange feeling in the air this morning, a tension, an unspoken feeling, all is eerie and quiet, the only movement that of Mogsie walking up and down the road with a very serious look on his face, no one else around.
I can sense it, this thing that George warned me about yesterday, I can sense something is coming, I can feel it in the air. I'm scared and yet like a horror movie where you know something is going to jump out and surprise you I can't stop watching. I find myself looking out the window watching and waiting, if it's to come I wish it would hurry up and then we know what we are dealing with, oh there's a tension in the air alright one that I've never known before.
