An OBE coming on; time running out
If I were a betting man, I'd bet that under normal circumstances, tonight I would have an OBE. I've read that an epileptic can tell when they are about to have a seizure, and over the last two years I've been very accurate in predicting when I will have an OBE.
Tonight the difference is that I have a bunch of things I need to get done before morning. I live on the second floor of an apartment complex, and the floor has suddenly and rapidly begun sinking down to the first floor, and 3-4 construction workers will be hear tomorrow morning to see what they have to do to fix the floor. It's really just sinking in the kitchen and laundry room (which are right next to each other), but still, I need to rearrange many things before they get here tomorrow.
Feelings of death
One other note: From time to time recently I have felt death coming around the corner. I've read about Zen Masters that have accurately predicted their own death, and I even have a book titled "Japanese Death Poems", where dozens (or hundreds) of people have written short poems just before their death.
I can't say that I feel like I'm going to die tomorrow, or this year, but there's at least a vague feeling that time is running out. Really, that may be a more accurate description of the feeling: "Dude, time is running out. Are you honoring the life you have been given? Are you paying attention to the present moment? Soon it will be gone, pay attention now."
As I'm preparing to move again in a few months, today was also very likely the last time I will see some of my relatives (and near-relatives) here. Namaste.