Phantasmagoria of Incompletion!

I thought I wouldn't write on my blog again, ever! But something happened in my life 2 days ago, that triggered something in my extremely minuscule and orderly and boring brain.

Something about incomplete sentences. Something about incomplete time. Something about incomplete relationships.

Wouldn't we all like to know what happens at the end of...

"You must be..."
"I'm sure that would have been..."
"If only I could..."
"I wish you/I..."
"Is that all you..."
"Why didn't I..."
"Damn! If only they had told..."
"Where on earth will we..."
"Could you please..."
"Hmmm! I think..."
"Er..., remember, you..did you..."
"I found the answer to..."
"You're the one who..."
"Will I be..."
"I love..."

A million stories could we woven depending on the journey and the destination of these sentences. But like travel, is the journey and not the destination that matters? I'm not sure. All I know is I'm tired. Very tired.