Snow!

Hurrah! It finally snowed. And...yeah. That's all the excitement in my life right now. Go me. XD

Did you ever think?

Did you ever think that what you planned to do all your life wasn't what you really wanted to do at all? That you wanted to do something even more impossible than before, something you weren't even sure you could do, no matter what people said. But it haunted you like a bad dream, and late at night you'd write in your journal: "I don't want to do this anymore. I want to do this."

Then you'd wake up in the morning and think you were crazy. It could never happen.

Never, ever.

What if the future scares me?

I'm sorry, Sirius. I didn't get your letter until a few days ago. (I suppose it could be considered a 'letter,' no matter how unorthodox and illegible it actually was. Ignoring the fact that it was written in my old journal, which I dropped before Christmas holidays.) I think the owl got mis-directed or blown off-course or something. I'm sorry that you had to go through all that shit because of me. It was an impulse, and a stupid one. I should have ignored it, but I didn't.

I'm sorry. It was my fault.

Let's never speak of this again.

~ Remus