Prescient?

I have an uneasy feeling of impending doom. But while running errands today, I was fortunate in finding parking spaces, so maybe everything will work out okay.
I keep hearing this song in my head called "Don't Listen To The Song In Your Head", kind of a samba instrumental.
This blog is not ramping up quickly to a level of excellence, but I wasn't expecting it to.
Now I am.
Now, I'm not again.
Having jacked up the anticipation level, I depart.