I think I know how I'll end this.

I hope I'm right. I hope that all these random possibilities flying around me sort themselves out eventually, and let this little drama end in just the right way.

See, I know what I'm going to write, when it ends, if it ends the right way. The odds are pretty slim, but maybe I can help the odds a little. Because I've already got the ending written in my head.

What's that mumbo jumbo called? Oh yeah, affirmations.

You write something out, or think something through, several times a day and, abracadabra! It comes true. Something like that anyway.

I'm pretty excited actually. I want to write it now.

But I won't. It's not time yet. There have been too many false alarms already. I was going to say I'd cried wolf too many times already, but that's not right. What's it called when you cry out about good things that aren't really there?

KITTEN! KITTEN! KITTEN! KITTEN!

Plus, there's only about three people that would even get it right away. Maybe the rest of you would do a search through my 'blog or something. Figure out where I'd used that particular metaphor before, when I'd last used that particular phrase, and in what context.

I think it would be worth the effort though. I think people would smile once they understood.

And what if it doesn't end in just the right way for me to write what I want?

I'm not sure. I think that may mean that it never ends at all. In that case I won't have to write anything except more bullshit like this entry.

Bullshit I can write. Clever endings, not so much. It would suck indeed if I came up with such a clever ending and never got to use it.