My sixth sense

I don't really know how to start this... As you read in the title this is about my sixth sense, a.k.a, my visions of the future and this is about a strange sixth sense incident I had last week... So last week I had a dream (and you should know that I was at the time reading Keeper of the Lost Cities Unlocked [8.5] since this is very  important to the story. I'm reading book night now, by the way), and in the dream (or, in a small part of the dream) I was walking down the street in front of my school. I was just walking back home from school when a wind started to blow, and I should mention that the days before this dream I was wondering what abilities I would have if I was an elf in the Lost Cities, and came to the conclusion that I'd have all of them (with a sixth sense feeling to confirm it) since I've always been nutorious for being unexpected, so why should I start now? And also because that'll be the universe's way of trying to break me, since think of how overwhelming that would be, having all the abilities at once and having to control all of them. And that would surely make place for more fears to be added to My Endless List of Fears, since I'd probably be thinking, "What if I can't control them?", "What if I accidentally hurt someone?" and the best way to break me is with fear so... Anyway, I'm getting off topic. So the wind blew past me all of a sudden, and I had a sixth sense feeling that I was a Guster, since while thinking about what abilities I'd have, I hoped I would also be a Guster so that I could use my power to fly (I imagined myself swinging and them jumping off and just actually flying. I mean, imagine!!! That would be AWSOME!!!!!). And then a few days after I had that dream, I was walking back home from school, in the exact same spot that I was walking in my dream, and then a wind started to blow, and at first I didn't think anything of it, but then I remembered my dream and thought it was weird that it was exactly the same, since my visions aren't like that, I can't actually see them when they're happening, since they're in my subconscious. And so, just like in my dream, I asked in my thoughts, "Does this mean I'm a Guster?", and the wind blew stronger, as if answering me, and I had a sixth sense feeling it actually was answering me. And after it answered me, I was thinking like, "Huh. Thins is weird.", since this has never happened to me before, and all the way back home, the wind (a.k.a the universe) sort of responded to my thoughts. I was sort of...talking to it? And when I was being smug about knowing it hated me, the universe responded with a light, almost none existent wind, though I knew every time there was wind it was a "yes" to one of my questions or statements. So then I asked in my head, "Did you respond with a light wind instead of a strong wind because you hate it when I'm being smug?". And then it responded with a light wind again, almost sheepishly, like the universe has feelings, which I don't doubt it does, but it's still really cool!!! Anyways. The reason I even mentioned the Keeper of the Lost Cities in the first place was because in Unlocked Keefe got a new ability (or should I say, "abilities"), right? Well, don't you think it's kind of an irony how exactly when Keefe gets a new ability, I suddenly have this sort of weird vision, in my dream, which has only happened once before, that is completely different from any visions I've experienced before? And another weird thing about this vision is that I didn't have that same déjà vu feeling I always do when a vision I've seen unknowingly in my subconscious happens in real life. It was as if...that was the first time I've ever seen that vision, as if I was first having it while I was asleep, which is why I could see it, since dreams come from your subconscious, which is also where my visions are. And if that's the case (which I have a sixth sense feeling that it is), then that must mean that all of my other visions I have while bein conscious. I wanted to talk about more stuff, but...maybe later

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