There is no way of knowing what this post is about. Where it might lead. All you know for sure are the twenty-five words I have written. This post may end in tears or lift your battered soul. It might be the best thing you have ever read or become the saddest moment in your life. You may wish, with all your heart, that I had never written it. That you had never found it. Your brain is now trying to second-guess what this post is about. How it might end. If it's even worth the effort to read. Maybe it's a tragedy. Or just a pointless collection of words. But until you read this post in its entirety. You will never know for sure... I love you.
