I am somehow speaking to myself from the near future.
Thoughts are travelling counter-clockwise on wavelengths through space and time back to an earlier version of myself.
As time unfolds, lines from my previous post manifest themselves in an inexplicable manner (*see previous post (one post below)).

It was written and it became so:
-A compliment came from the most unexpected person (believe it or not)
-The art gallery lady hands me a promotional pamphlet with the word 'REVELATIONS' printed across the front.

As of now, I have no explanation for these preternatural phenomena.
I'm still searching.

++Mike E. reads the word 'squirrels' in his book in the same instant that the same word falls from my lips (coincidence or not?).