I started a prediction/ premonition... Saturday night. Deleted it bc it was a downer, a doom dream I saw early evening Saturday. Shingles woke me up ice picking my skull. Started typing my dream out from the Jacuzzi. I finished. Read it & deleted. Barely watched the game bc I knew the ending.

My prediction is, was.... Carson Wentz will be come back player of the year when he takes over b4 halftime for the injured Kyler Murray. Help lead a 4th qtr comeback and renew the QB controversy that koc allowed to become a big NFL story full of hanwringing and media created hurt butts- butt hurt ba-WAHHHHH- that will wind up haunting the entire Viking season.....

And then it happens..... And I'm a bit weirded out by it all.... Along with that. A strange sequence of events has occured... Unrelated to my health or football. So ething I can't begin to describe but is radically changing the direction of my path forward... Nothing bad. I just can't describe it. It's good, it's interesting. I'm just unsure if it's the truth- that the reality of this adventure matches its face value.

If it a true thing. It's heaven sent. If it's false? Then the devil is dam clever.

At any rate. I'm happy right now....

And no. It is not a hot new romance. Totally oppo, unrelated to pleasures if the flesh... Dam interesting nonetheless.