In my dreams and even my semi-consciousness I see the number 392.
I wish it was a premonition—especially for a lottery number—but I don’t have premonitions.
I do see spirits. More often than not I resent the non-person interrupting my activities or instilling fear inside me. However, there are times past family members will make their presence known and provide solace, hope and the promise of a better future. On occasion I need this seed of inspiration.
I didn’t recognize the deliverer of the three~nine~two message; but I have a strong intuition this essence is trying to tell me something.
I’m not getting it.