It’s really weird.

For example, I can’t explain how a detective randomly found me when I had just taken a fistful of pills and laid down on a railroad track…

It’s really weird. I’m not sure I’ve ever said this in my writing before, but the closest thing I’ve ever seen to God was on the streets. There are a lot of unwritten rules that are observed as well as things I can’t explain that happen when you’re “out.”

For example, I can’t explain how a detective randomly found me when I had just taken a fistful of pi…