I know I shouldn't do this.
Toby Ziegler would kick my ass if he saw it (and, you know, if he actually existed).
I don't even want to think it.
You are going to say that I'm getting complacent. Actually, its just the opposite.
You are going to flame me for being a jinx. Maybe you're right.
But there's something down deep in my bones. Something I can't turn away from, as much as I might want to.
It started about a week ago. Like a distant rumble, barely audible and slowly growing. At first I had to strain to hear it, but now nags at my attention.
It could just as easily turn back, but it hasn't. It just keeps getting louder.
I can't bring myself to say it, but neither can I keep it in.
Its too much to hope for. It can't possibly be true. But I hear it; I see it.