finding dimes

There are parts of me that stay on the back burner- There are parts of me I am way to embarrass to talk about, unless I am in the right company with other believers-
one of the back burner subjects, is that I sometimes see things that are not there- usually in twilight, or at night. I will see a man on the side of the road- a child in the street, animals- sometimes it's just my eyes playing tricks, the man i saw was just a barrel, the child a stack of trash- sometimes my eyes are not playing tricks on me, the images fade, or I pass by them and they don't fade- and I am left wondering-
I tend to feel cold for no reason-
There's a big part of me that has block this all out- You know my 'sane' self- So I block, but the block comes off and I start to see again- I been seeing a lot lately- maybe it's the seasons changing- or I am letting my self be more intuitive, and less scared-

but i been picking up dimes like crazy off Ezra's bed room floor- Granted he gets in our change, and likes to carry it around now for gumballs- but today, I picked up all the change, he was following me from room to room, and when I came back there were three dimes lined up with each other-