That thing where you punch the radio button and whatever song is playing serves as a kind of augury?
On Friday, driving home in the heavy rain and carrying a growing sense of unease, I turned on the radio: it was John Denver's "Leaving on a Jet Plane": Oh, babe, I hate to go-oh-oh-oh-oh.
Tonight, first time I've used the car since, I'm on my way home from the grocery and turned on the radio. It was set on NPR, the Tom and Ray show, so I punched another button because, you know, one more dead voice, and it was R.E.M.: This one goes out to the one I love/ This one goes out to the one I've left behind . . .
If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.
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