Interesting title. Its been playing through my head along with wondering and fear. I guess it applies to what Im feeling. My disappointment in energies outside my line of control. Ive tried to manipulate, cajole, bribe, even threaten. I wore my raw crazy insides like a coat, only to be dusted over lightly like a lazy maid. What will it take? Were going down, I with him. He is busy keeping the fantasy alive and its not even my fantasy. Ive decided I must become a spectator of the soap opera called my life, and make myself comfortable for the show, maybe pop some popcorn. This ending is going to be phenomenal. Ill laugh. Ill cry. And It might not leave me with a warm fuzzy in my tummy. A cliffhanger? I hate cliffhangers. Its just a reason to make a cheezy continuance of what should have been put to bed long ago. Put to sleep even.
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