Oh, I have a show now.
If you have not seen "The Truman show," geaux watch it and come back.
That is how my life has been this week.
Today, I was running late and I live in a town that has three gangs.
They only caught me at one spot today instead of one hundred spots.
While running late for an important appointment through town to take an important test I had not bothered studying for because it was a bother, I began to instantaneously develop this intense fear of good things happening to me. Then this happened...
I've always been at a unique disadvantage with the Red Light Gang as there are always dozens, if not millions of cars in front of me. Mostly millions. But, not this time. It was as if someone had just parted the Red Sea for me to cross over into the Promised Land.
I crept through wondering if there were land mines in that lane. Maybe the Red Light Gang had set a trap for me!
My apprehension transformed itself into a staggering amount of wonderment and joy as I reached the Red Light Gang. I sat there, though, developing a specific thought in my head that something horrible had to happen to me to balance out the equation of good things happening.
Within seconds, however, the Green Light Gang showed up and dashed them away to harass someone else.
Maybe, Someone "up there" is looking out for "little ol' me" because I made my appointment to take a test I had not studied for. My plans, actually, were to study at the red lights.
Scripted, I tell you.