You know that feeling when you re-read an old fanfic, and it's so good and you remember it so well and it reawakens all your old love and you just sit there and beam?
*happy sigh*
I've been re-reading
madlori's
Performance in a Leading Role. I had it on my Kindle and I was just idly wandering up and down the corridor reading it, and I swear I blinked and looked up and I'd been walking up and down the corridor for an hour without even realising it. This fic would be brilliant to read on the treadmill - I could go for hours and not even notice.
God, I can't wait for Sherlock to come back. But dammit, I hate the fact that in three weeks it'll all be over again.