When I was younger I used to have deja vu moments all the time where I had dreams and then later after the event occurred realized it was something I "predicted" per se.
I also felt like many times I knew what would happen each day. Bryan would get in trouble in class, I could see Mrs. P yelling at him. I remember imagining and many times the day played out as imagined.
Now, as I get older I can hardly tell or feel what will happen in the next day, week, month, or even in hours ahead of me.
It is all so unexpected and on one hand it seems scary that I can't realize this stuff, but on one hand it is exciting as this is what I enjoy most about life and the unpredictability.