September 29, 2024, Sunday morning, 8:22am, pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point, California, USA. Yesterday on my walk I came to a cul de sac on Chula Vista street. Chula Vista dead ends on both the north and south sides, with gated community entrances at each end. The north cul de sac is up at the top of a hill and at this time of year, is shrouded in fog most early mornings. Yesterday, as I approached the north cul de sac gate it began to open, even though there were no cars entering or exiting the area. “Strange,” I thought, “I have never seen the gate do that before.” I thought it was a little eerie but not too unusual. “Someone must have pushed a button and activated it. No big deal,” I said to myself. I continued on my walk. The path I take brings me down Selva road, back up La Plata and reconnects with Chula Vista on the other end. To get my steps in I go back up Chula Vista all the way back to the north gate. As I approached the entrance the gate opened again, even though I was the only person in the area. “It must be malfunctioning,” I hypothesized. Determined to find the truth I stopped walking, watched the gate fully open, then close. “Surely it will open again,” I said to myself, “a sensor must be broken. It has probably been opening and closing constantly and I just happen to see it when I am there.” However, as the gate closed it remained closed and never opened again. I was a little spooked and even told my daughter about it, half -jokingly as a early Halloween ghost story. Yet, this morning, something occurred that changed my mind. As I walked the same path. The gate did not open either time I came to the top of the cul de sac. I half forgot it happened and wrote the whole experience off as no big deal. Yet, as I was finishing up my walk down the hill I saw something interesting. Where Street of the Blue Lantern crosses Pacific Coast Highway, I glanced over at a construction zone. It took me a moment to realize what I was seeing. That wasn’t there yesterday,” I said silently in my mind, “I definitely would have noticed that!” There, on a piece of cardboard taped to a temporary fence was a hand written sign that read, “Mike I am up on Chula Vista.” I don’t know what it all means. The mystery remains. Now I am intrigued. Maybe there truly is more to the story.
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