>>19068785 tyb

<Dear Diary

I went out to eat with my family tonight.

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This is a particularly stressful time in my families life right now. With everything going on in the world and particularly my level of involvement with this operation over the years, weather known to many or not, and then not knowing truly knowing what that means for my kids, my wife, and myself in the short or long term future.

On top of all of that, I'm currently being forced to transition careers due to a workers comp injury that required 2 surgeries and has created nerve damage in my arm. It is preventing me from doing my old job, but I've become ok with that, realizing the realities of my serfdom. I've learned enough here on /qresearch/ to be on top of my own situation and am trying hard to land on my feet, but it has been tough focusing on my families financial stability with everything else going on. I have a decent cushion and food stocked for whatever is coming. We're good for a while but currently technically unemployed, injured, and stressed the fuck out.

Today, to celebrate a small victory overcoming personal hurdles in a 1099 sales gig I took, my wife and I took our 3 children out to our families favorite Mexican restaurant in our SMALL town. We sat on the patio out front waiting for our food and a random man approaches us from the opposite parking lot. He had a small white dog on a leash with dyed GREEN ears and tail .

My 3 kids love dogs, and this guy looked harmless. He had to be in his late 60's was by himself. My wife suggest my kids ask permission to pet the dog, they did, and the old man was excited to share his dog with them. I kept my eye on him and was close enough, but he was a nice guy, actually sat down on the curb and spoke with the kids like old people typically do. He was a different type of character though, not typically what we see around us. I noticed he was wearing a weird shirt, and he sat on the with his back to me, but I don't remember its exactness.I was too busy watching and listening to my children's interaction with him, and what he was doing.

The man made a joke about the dogs name and wanted the kids to guess what it was. My 8 year old daughter who had already began petting the dog is sharp and and said "it's PICKLES, I already checked the name tag". The man was impressed by her answer and laughed. A much younger man exited the building and looked a lot like a special forces guy in his late 20s or so, definitely not typical of what we see around town. The younger man made a big deal about how his dad always goes and bothers people with the dog. the kids returned to the table and the old man joined his son for dinner. They also sat at a table outside, far away from us on the other side of the patio, and we paid no real attention to them other than noting some of the oddities of the father and son duo and our interaction.

When I got home I did dad things, watered the garden, fed the chickens, put the lawnmower up,got the kids ready for bed, Kissed my wife goodnight, etc. and then sat down to do anon things and try to save the world again. I usually start each night checking my email tied to the resource I built and operate. Occasionally others will share things with me, ask deeper, private questions, I even did a interview for a college students dissertation on chan culture once. One regular emailer will share notables with me on occasion, but refuses to create an account to post for their-selves. They primarily just send stuff they would like me to look at or post. Tonight he sent an email that made me question his authenticity. He has been relatively accurate over the years,but I haven't been able to figure out a good reason for why he would send a youtube video on how to tactically clear a room suggesting it might be good for me to watch a couple times.

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So know Ive got special forces looking guys with their overly friendly dads randomly approaching my family and kids with green eared dog named PICKLES in my small semi-rural town, and then a long time e-mailer is unusually off topic suggesting that I know how to tactically clear rooms and that I watch it a couple times?

I hate to sound paranoid but this was a little much tonight. CIA playing games with me?