When I jumped into ol’ Ruby tonight after work at 4:53 p.m. I flipped on 89.3 The Current and was greeted with Billy Bragg’s “A New England.” The clouds seemed to part suddenly, the sun shone, my eyes glimmered and I hit all the lights green on the way home. Or at least it seemed that way.
I hope I never reach the age where hearing my favorite song the instant I turn on the radio isn’t total, complete magic. And it is magic. if you think of everything that has to be just perfectly right for me to turn on the car the instant that song is on, it’s amazing. If I hadn’t left work a little early, if I had stopped to chat with Al before I left, if I was listening to Kathleen Turner Overdrive or KOOL 108 or any of the other things that happened at the right time hadn’t happened, I’d have missed the song. And I would have missed the magic in today.