i read in a book once about a guy who saw a camera crew filming on his street and he slowly came to realize that they were making the movie of his own life. a series of events recently has led me to wonder if this thing is happening to me now too. like how did you know when to pick me up if i told you the wrong time? did you know that i was having an argument with you in my head when you crossed the street right in front of my car? did you turn the hot water off in my house to add dramatic effect to the otherwise stagnating plot of my life-film?

or maybe it's all jesus? i'm beginning to think my decision to take on a moral relativist view of the world might as well be a predetermined plot twist.

shirley ann lee - there's a light