It’s one thing to occasionally experience déjà vu when I’m watching something that I could have sworn seeing before. Plot lines are endlessly recycled and we are pattern-making-recognizing animals. However, when I start calling what’s going to happen in the next scene after next, episode after episode, in a new season, something odd is going on — and it isn’t because I’m a master of foreshadowing. The last time my déjà vu was this crazy was nearly two decades ago when I going through the reading portion of a standardized test in elementary school.
Time to play the lotto?