As I was making dinner last night, I suddenly thought of my great-aunt Anne. Which isn't too odd in itself, but then, I rarely think about my relatives. I was this close to sending my mom a message and telling her to find out how Anne was doing. But I decided, nah, just my brain being random.
I get an e-mail from my mom today. She talked with her cousin, and Anne had had a small stroke yesterday. Luckily, nothing is wrong with her, and as far as I know, she's resting comfortably. But still, really spooky stuff.