There's a guy that 'The Expert' used to know who was an habitual pessimist. It didn't matter how well things were going, he'd always foresee doom and gloom lurking just around the corner.
I think he would have been happiest walking around with one of those sandwich boards strapped to his body that you used to occasionally see people wearing at football matches adorned with the words: 'The End Is Nigh'.
But instead he just settled for moping around with a face like a bag of spanners and warning anyone within earshot of the various levels of impeding peril that lay in wait.
And as much as I hate to admit it, I can hear him whispering into my ear right now.
'It'll all turn pear-shaped at Cardiff,' he's saying. 'They can't keep nicking games like they have been doing. Their luck will come to an end sooner or later.'
And if we're being honest, and as hard as we might try to push any negative thoughts as far to the back of our minds and convince ourselves differently, I think that one or two of us might be hearing a similar voice right now?
You running with me on this?
Eleven games unbeaten, and magnificent it has been too.
But also signs in recent matches that unless the Canaries can quickly get back to stepping on the gas again then this unbeaten run is in danger of coming to come to an end.
No-one can fault City for their application. Not in any way, shape or from.
Glenn Roeder has already crafted a philosophy here at Norwich that the players have clearly bought into. He's also managed to create an increased competition for places to the point where even the likes of Darren Huckerby couldn't get a seat on the bench last Saturday.
And – with only one or two exceptions – coupled with the energy and attitude that we have pleasantly been able to take for granted for a good while now, as well as the improved standard of football since the new manger arrived, it's certainly not undeserved it's and absolutely no surprise how City have managed to propel themselves from thrashing around at the bottom of the table like a Sunday League side to within a stone's throw of the teams occupying the play-off places.
But the time just might now have arrived whereby they have to kick on again in order to perpetuate this almost fantasy-like sequence of results.
Can it be done? Of course it can.
Roeder has players chomping at the bit for first-team action, he has players that are already in the team looking fit, lively and confident, and there is also the added bonus now of being able to look upwards rather than in the opposite direction at the Coca-Cola Championship table for the very first time this season.
Too right, it can be done.
And there's absolutely no reason why it can't happen at Ninian Park at twelve o'clock tomorrow.
And if so, then I might be able to convince myself that my old friend Mr Misery-Guts wasn't really tormenting me after all, and that any negative thoughts were completely unfounded.