I had one eerie experience like that, but it did not involve anything that might be called "intuitive" or "moral", or something that my subconscious would have been aware of. Still, it was weird.
I was in college. I returned from a break, flying into Boston's Logan Airport. I took the metro trains to get to my dorm.
Boston has four different subway lines. I caught the Blue line at the airport. The usual procedure was to take that to a stop where I could catch the Green line, and take that for one stop and then catch the Red line, which would take me a few blocks from my dorm. That was how my friends and I always got back to campus from any destination along the Blue Line route.
But as I was riding on the Blue line train, I thought about an alternate route that I had never tried. Instead of getting off at the station that connected to the Green line, I could get off at a different stop, where I could catch the Orange Line, which would take me to the Red Line.
For some reason, I felt a compulsion for doing that, and I could not shake it off. So I did it.
I immediately regretted it. At the station where I transferred, there was a long walk to get to the Orange Line, and I was dragging a suitcase. I was telling myself I was an idiot for doing this.
But I eventually got back to my dorm, without ever using the usual Green Line. When I showed up on my floor, people looked at me in surprise.
"How did you get back?"
"I took the T"
"We've been hearing on the radio that a train is stalled on the Green Line track. The trains have not been moving for hours."
