One morning about a week ago I started feeling a very strong sense of something bad around the corner. I didn’t know what it was. I thought maybe my mother had suffered another stroke and taken a turn for the worse. (We’ve all heard stories about parents and wives sensing it when a son or husband has died in a war zone or experienced some kind of trauma.) Then I thought it might be girlfriend trouble of some kind, but I decided against that possibility. (Things are always in flux on that front.) Then I thought that my obese Siamese cat Mouse had been hit by a car, but he turned up that morning without a scratch. All I knew for sure was that something was causing this queasy-gut, acidic stomach feeling. I was telling friends about it, calling it a disturbance in the force a lan Obi Wan Kenobi. And then the day passed and the sun came up the next day and the feeling went away. So much for premonitions, but for a while there I was sure something was up. It was a very creepy feeling.
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