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private | unhackable:I've done this a hundred times. It feels like it. There's always been something to say, whether it's to someone or just in private, but this time I can't think of anything. I keep thinking about all the people who have come and gone, how hard it was to have them here one minute and then gone the next. Severus never said goodbye, but Peter always knew. I have to wonder if that's some kind of condition of his abilities - ability, now, I guess. Like if he could feel it coming or maybe saw it coming. Regulus never said a word, neither did Jamie. I could make a list of all the people who left without a goodbye, but that just feels like asking for it. But that's what stings the most. It's what hurt the most when I found out that Nathan had died. I never got that chance to say all those things that should have been said a long time ago. Meredith, too, I guess.
Is this how it's going to be, for the rest of forever? Just a million should haves and missed opportunities?
What would saying goodbye actually have accomplished, anyway? Saying goodbye to the rest of them never did anything. Maybe it's the sense of closure. People look for that all the time, right? People write songs all about it. I can't even remember the last thing that I said to you. It was probably something stupid. What kind of dinosaur gets into a car accident? Don't cut your hair. See you later.
Really, maybe it's better this way. I've never been great at the big sweeping speeches, and a goodbye is something you don't want to mess up.
There are a lot of things that I want to say now, and there are a lot of things I should have told you. I still have that piece of paper. I don't know why I never did. I could have -
Life goes on. It's just that simple.
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So I'm up to my ears in pie crusts and fondant. Does anyone know anything about starting up a business from home? I think I've finally figured out what I might want to do.