Deja vu is one of the weirdest things that happens to me. It boggles my mind.
Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bullshit before.
Right now I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I’ve forgotten this before.
Does it give you déjà voodoo how alike the houses are?" "That's déjà vu, and I hate you right now
He shifted over without comment, lifting the blankets, and I scrambled into the warm sheets beside him. He smelled like soap and sleep and bare skin. He smelled familiar. Not the deja vu familiar of Guy or Mel. Familiar like. . . the ache in your chest of homesickness, of longing for harbor after weeks of rough seas or craving a fire's warmth after snow--or wanting back something you should never have given away.
What’s the opposite of déjà vu, when you see something that hasn’t happened yet?” “I don’t know—avant verrais?
I feel déjà vu a lot. Someone said that means that you're living your life the right way because maybe you have foresight, because then, when something actually happens, it feels like déjà vu. I like to think of fate that way.
There's an expression, deja vu, that means that you feel like you've been somewhere before, that you've somehow already dreamed it or experienced it in your mind.
