Of TV shows and family holidays.

A series is like a family holiday. At first, you shake your head in utmost disbelief. Thinking to yourself how did you allow yourself to go along with the idea when your life was fine before it. Then as the series progresses, like any holiday, you start to enjoy it. Any negativity implied disappears, leaving you to revel in the ups. To be sorrowful in downs knowing it will get better. At last, as any holiday and series go along, the end is inevitable. And that leaves you depressed and upset but oddly satisfied. Cause you knew, looking back, even with all the reservations you had when you first said “Yes I’ll do it” it was one of the best damn moments of your life.

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