when i was young, I read a book about the supernatural, where the author posited that ghosts might not be spirits from the afterlife, but just the "imprint" of an individual on their environment. one's own surroundings remembering them long after their passing.
say you get up every morning, walk to your window, lean out and breathe in the air. every day. in the same location. the air, the window, the floor you tread, all if it becomes familiar with with this routine. possibly even anticipates it. then finally, replicates it in your stead when you have long sinced passed.
I had a plan.
every time I would walk down the stairs from my room, I'd grab the banister, whip around the corner, and proceed down.
I planned to do this forever.
but I
so wanted to leave
my mark on this house.
i of course forgot after three or four goes.
I wanted to be my own future ghost.
Once upon a time...