Premonitions are kind of annoying, aren’t they? There I was, finally enjoying my relaxation trip, when I was struck by a sense of dread that really harshed my mellow. You see, when I go for a trip to unwind, I go for gusto. This time, I was house sitting for my parents up in the suburbs. I made a trip to grocery store to get some snacks (as much as I was able to eat), I watched the sunset over a lake, I built a fire in the fireplace, and I was settling into a nice night of cable tv when this lousy feeling of impending doom settled in.
The problem with premonitions is the same problem with fate. Even if you do have a sense of the future, there really isn’t anything you can about it. So, all you end up doing is stressing out. It’s not fair.
Fortunately, I was also on a really high dose of prednisone, so my attention span could only hold for a few minutes. I was able to get over it and unwind. God bless The Evil Dead.