Walk in Beauty

The huge majority of my own presciences may be about fairly banal events that are only seconds or minutes or a few hours away, but it's not always like that. Some of them deal with matters of huge significance and are months or years in advance. There have been times when such a prescience almost broke me.

Added 29 September: I am not burdened by any big prescience right now, but there is something else that may be relevant to say in this context:

I have always been familiar with the feeling of having been born at the wrong time or the wrong place or both. This has gradually changed.

The feeling of being in the wrong time is no longer there. If that feeling was ever realistic, and if the same is true of its recent absence, the meaning should be fairly clear: I have come very close to "my" time, the time when I am to fully justify my being in this life. Or fail in the attempt. And all the years have mostly been about becoming the person that I need to be, if I am to do whatever it is that I must do.

And the place? Right now I am where I should be right now. (Most of all because of the cats.) And I will soon leave. For where? I don't know.