This is premeditated danger...going into it knowing...everything that could go wrong. not stopping to think if its worthwhile..because it hasn't really begun...hence...meditated. You could be a certain chapter of my life that I'll wish I never had begun. I'll probably regret the first time I ever returned your call...but still, the threat of danger just makes me wonder even more...You probably have a picture in your mind...of me...of what I look like, smile like, walk like, think like, but you could be so wrong...or so right. I can't tell anybody because the voice of reason will just kill my thrill. I'm nervous of what this could be...our professions are each other's worst enemies. Me the journalist-you the politician.....we could never agree workwise....but our hearts could agree...you are dangerous to me.