I'm having that nagging, annoying premonitory feeling again. Or I don't know if it is, which makes it more annoying still. I'm feeling a bit irritable, uncomfortable, etc. the same feeling, or one very alike, to the ones I have when something happens. I'm not sure if I should attribute it to my rather mentally exhausting week of writing a 64-pages sourcebook as an emergency because the original author failed to deliver, or because something happened to Nicci, who is away on an exercise, and hasn't answered my messages to her cel, like she has the previous days.