I never met my mom's dad, he died shortly before I was born, and I've never seen any pictures of him either, there aren't any, but when I was about 2 years old I walked into my room and there was this man standing there. Now I don't remember the conversation very well, but I described him and our conversation to my mom a little while later and she became absolutely convinced that I'd seen my grandfather. I don't know if it was or not, but I do know that someone was there, and Ray, I'm sure it was no angel or demon, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't a living man because no one came in or out of the house. There's another strange thing that happens to me all the time. It's like deja vu, except that the moment that I can remember happening before happened in a dream. It'll be little pieces of a conversation, the exact way people are standing in a place I've never been before, little unimportant things like that which can last from just a fraction of a second to several minutes. These little bits of time will match perfectly little pieces of dreams that I had forgotten until just that instant, but I can also remember the context of that moment in the dream which will be completely different from reality. More recently I've even remembered thinking in the dream, "this is another one of those deja vu things again," accompanied by the (much hazier) recollection of another earlier dream, and I wonder how often I've lived these moments in my mind. It's like I can predict the future, but it's only with completely useless moments and I only know that I knew what would happen after it already has.