Couldn't you have just been experiencing a mental issue or hallucination of some type?
That's a fair question. Believe me when I say I've considered every possible angle. Here's what I can tell you. I'm not nor have I ever been diagnosed with any mental health issue. I've been screened a number of times due to my last two jobs. At the end of the day, I can only come up with three scenarios that would explain what happened to me.
One: It was a hallucination of some form or I was drugged somehow. It was a week night and I had to work then next day and I'd stayed in, so this is very unlikely. Also, I didn't experience anything out of the ordinary besides that and was fully lucid the entire time.
Two: Someone played the greatest prank on me ever and simply never bothered with the reveal. This would be very hard to do for a number of reasons. Also, my place was locked up and I lived alone at the time.
Three: I experienced poltergeist activity.
There are just no other explanations. None that I can think of, at least. Because it definitely shot right off my desk somehow.
I'm a very skeptical person in general. Before that happened, I would have thought someone was crazy had they told me what I posted. So, even though I saw it happen, it's still kind of difficult for me to accept. Some other things to note that lead me to settle on #3 are these: The apartment building was the 'sister' building of Seattle's most famously haunted location, the Sorrento Hotel. The building was also used as a TB hospice early on in the 20th century. Multiple residents approached me completely unsolicited to either tell me the building was haunted or ask if I'd had any experiences. My girlfriend, who moved out just prior to this happening swore up and down she experienced similar things. She's a scientist. A friend came out to visit for a while from Boston. He actually woke me up one night because he was concerned there was someone in the apartment. He's not a guy that spooks easily.
I don't know, Man. It's difficult for me to settle on how something like that could occur. I think about it all the time.