Things I do when I get bored.
Rooney Mara as the wonderful Claire (Post - The Cave)
The Cave cast (or dreamcast, your choice) - Other awesome characters
Robert Sheehan as Nate
Emmy Rossum as Christine

It was a little late after everyone started leaving to their homes and the ceremony was as beautiful as it could be under such circumstances. Then there was Peter and his stupidity and unwanted selfishness, even more so in my best friend’s burial.
But there was John who put him in his right bloody place without needing to. Was I so wrong to think it was so nice of him to do that, for me and my well being?
I was in the middle of those thoughts when my brother came over, taking a sit right in front of me. He had that cheeky look on his face and I could bet I knew what was coming: He’s been teasing me about John for a while now, and he would not let it go.
‘So’ he said ‘admit it, you liked it’
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about, Chris’ I replied, as that was not the moment, let alone the place, for jokes.
‘Oh come on, are you telling me you didn’t notice how strong, brave and masculine John was before with your ex? I’m surprised’
‘I should have thanked him’ I said, simply.
‘Oh’ He answered, offering me his hand ‘I’m sure you will have plenty of time for that, sis. Come on, mom’s waiting’
Only then I realised the true meaning behing his words, and that must have been the first time I smiled in days.

That person wasn’t me, this new me was someone different from whom I’ve always claimed to be. I wandered aimlessly, I wouldn’t get myself to eat anything; my family didn’t know how to convince me to do it anymore and my brother just stared hopelessly as I looked thinner and thinner. And tired, all the time, horribly tired, for all I could see the moment I closed my eyes was James’s body floating in the water. I didn’t get to see it, nor did I need to. I only needed to see the state his body was in. During many weeks the guilt, that atrocious thought that everything happened because of me tormented me. In a way, that was absolutely right: If only I paid more attention to him that day he’d probably be still alive and well.
The Cave - Chapter 7.

Just a brief reminder that I still remember and love my dad very much. I am sure he’s in a fantastic place, though.
Happy father’s day.
I think this will be like the first time in months we’re having a night for ourselves actually.
God bless this weekend.
Getting used to this but it never stops being an amazing experience.
Even though sometimes you just want a good while of peace…and quiet…
And more sleep. Especially more sleep.
Tess, Simon, we’ll talk tomorrow about everything ;)
My, it’s been a long time since the last time I wrote here. Oh well.
