Two (or three) nights ago I had another nightmare (much less frequent these days). It was about possession again. I don't remember a whole lot now except that my aunt was possessed and bit me. I woke up screaming and woke Cindy up too. I was able to stay still and silent long enough for Cindy to quickly begin to snore again peacefully. I'm not too sure what this means exactly.
On another note, I learned some weeks ago that Fr. Gabriele Amorth passed away sometime in September of 2016. I haven't read all his books yet, but I enjoy them. I was surprised by An Exorcist Tells His Story. It wasn't what I was expecting, but I enjoyed it and it was insightful.
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