Something is happening. Something different.
I wish I could describe it more clearly than that, but I cannot. Not even to myself.
It's just a feeling, really. An inkling of a hint that something is afoot, that something is skulking around just outside my peripheral vision. I turn to look, but it moves with me, anticipating and evading.
Whatever it is, I don't think I like it very much. Nope, not very much at all.