Micro Fiction: A story in 99 words

The Idea

I wait patiently.  Will today will be the day you think me?  I am an idea; your idea.  But the sequence of events and the train of thought that will lead you to me are of such infinite numbers I fear we will never meet.  I am destined to be yours, but what if someone else thinks of me first - will I be silently stolen?  I know there are thought thieves out there, I could be  plucked from the ether and morphed into someone else’s trophy.  Please hurry, imagine me.  Think me and turn me into a reality.