The strangest things.

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I lead a simple life, finally.  Simple doesn't always mean plain.

I was... getting a sense, that it would rain.  So I kept checking.  Wasn't really possible, or likely, by the looks of things.  I couldn't shake the feeling.  I've been wrong before.  Not often?  We remember as we like, mind you.  Whether true or not.  Oh, this I know.  Even about myself.

The last time I looked, it looked like it was raining.  But... not!?!  Right.  I had to not only look several times, but actually go outside, touch the ground, see.  Because it looked like it was raining.  It... wasn't.  But it looked like it, even out there.  The ground was dry as an old dusty bone.

In, using the facilities.  I heard a crack.  But... that could be anything.  Then several more.  Louder.  Closer.  Right?  But that could just be dust riling electricity to spark the air.  Doesn't mean it was a storm.  Anyway, so when I finished, I went... looked again.  This time it... looked exactly as I had seen it.  But, this time, the ground was wet.

So... very odd.  Much stranger when it is a week later, or month.  Some things seem like deja vu, but aren't.  Sometimes I remember why they aren't, sometimes not.  What I do know, is when I sense deja vu?  I... rarely believe, these days, that it is as it seems.  Not that I can't be surprised.  That's not what this is.  Actually, sometimes I am surprised because I knew what would happen.  My own particular peculiarity.

I try not to believe, though.  There are... reasons.  However, in certain situations, I will, have, do, bank on what I saw.  Rarely have I lost.  The house doesn't lose.  Or... don't bet against the house.  Not a house which makes the rules.  I... don't make the rules, mind you.  I just live in the house which does.  Amen.