"I never thought anything about it, either. It's not like I haven't been vaccinated before." She shrugged her shoulders a little and sighed. "It flared up in the kids then died down, and now it's hitting us." Not all of them, but most people she knew who had gotten the flu shot had suffered somehow. She did look lost - she was always looking somewhere else and even now, it was more constant than before. Usually she saw the room she was in, she viewed what was happening in a sort of distorted way that allowed her to know more than what was really visually there. Sometimes, she was finding herself observing far, far away without meaning to.
She was touching things and seeing visions of the past or future without wanting it.
"A coffee would be lovely. You know how to use the Keurig?" She asked. "The french vanilla cup, in the cupboard above the maker. Feel free to make something for yourself as well. It does iced, too." She was quite proud of that coffee maker, to be fair. It was so useful. She moved and sat at the kitchen table, resting her head in her hand, her elbow on the table itself to prop her up.
"Mostly seeing a lot I don't want to. Usually I keep my clairvoyance to my immediate surroundings, you know, to get a feel or a sense of what's going around. Observing without seeing. Now I'm observing all over the place, for who knows what reason. And when I touch anything not in my own apartment I'm getting little visions of things. And I can't sleep - my precognition is very vivid lately. And they're looping kind of all night, making it impossible to get real rest." She was, indeed, quite overwhelmed.
"I hope you haven't been experiencing anything out of the ordinary?" She asked, concerned.