nick, norah, Imogene, maxine and adrian
there's a feeling i get after finishing a really good book. when there are no more pages and no more words to be read, a feeling of sadness is washed over me. im glad i finished it. glad that i accomplished sych a task, but sad for that very fact, both at the same time.
the characters that i fell in love with went through this journey and it's sad for me because their journey has ended and i'll never be able to experience anything new with them. ever.
i wish i could have met them. i wish i could have gone beyond what the last page held for me. beyond what Charles de Lint thought out in his brain. Because Imogene reminded me so much of myself and Maxine reminded me so much of Jessica. And adrian seemed so much like harry potter, and i was already in love with harry anyway. Adrian was in fact my favorite, and i was so sad to read (see) him go. i wished he could have held onto Imogene just a little longer. maybe even kissed her once more. that's what was going through my head. i was thinking to myself that i didnt want to see him move on. i wanted him to stay in the real world with Imogene, and to have longer conversations with her in the halls of the school.
i miss adrian.
even though i never met him.
oh great. stupid book. making me all sad and profound.
i wonder how nick and norah are doing. i wonder if they ever hooked up again in a hotel closet. too bad i wont find out...
Nick, Norah, Imogene, Maxine, and Adrian.
the friends to my mind for the past five days. how my brain shall miss you...