That is the title of the 2 hour season finale of Dawson's Creek that I just finished watching.
Which is why I am sitting here, crying like a baby.
All the big points I remembered... who ended up with who (except I had forgotten who Jack's boyfriend was) and what happened to all of the major characters. I wanted to avoid it, because I hate it when good storied end.
It had a good run. (You know, the whole inevitable video collage that shows just how much the characters aged throughout the series).
Ah, what can I say? Life is weird, is it not? Real or fictional. The thing about these shows is, they have to end on tv, even though the character's lives go on from here - we just don't get to see them anymore - so they have to make some big event to end it all for the viewing public. (I mean, look at Joan of Arcadia - that show just ended - totally left everyone hanging - but it didn't have all the drama of a finale....)
In real life, there are only a handful of major events that mark these monumentous endings of one life and beginnings of another - graduation, weddings, births, deaths. But the reality is, as you go back and look through your life, the big changes are more gradual. You don't see them until you look from a distance.
God, I am just trying to be all poetic by trying to put into words what I'm feeling in my chest right now.
Have I mentioned how much I hate endings?
"It's not about getting it right. It's about knowing when something is wrong and doing something about it."
Which is why I am sitting here, crying like a baby.
All the big points I remembered... who ended up with who (except I had forgotten who Jack's boyfriend was) and what happened to all of the major characters. I wanted to avoid it, because I hate it when good storied end.
It had a good run. (You know, the whole inevitable video collage that shows just how much the characters aged throughout the series).
Ah, what can I say? Life is weird, is it not? Real or fictional. The thing about these shows is, they have to end on tv, even though the character's lives go on from here - we just don't get to see them anymore - so they have to make some big event to end it all for the viewing public. (I mean, look at Joan of Arcadia - that show just ended - totally left everyone hanging - but it didn't have all the drama of a finale....)
In real life, there are only a handful of major events that mark these monumentous endings of one life and beginnings of another - graduation, weddings, births, deaths. But the reality is, as you go back and look through your life, the big changes are more gradual. You don't see them until you look from a distance.
God, I am just trying to be all poetic by trying to put into words what I'm feeling in my chest right now.
Have I mentioned how much I hate endings?
"It's not about getting it right. It's about knowing when something is wrong and doing something about it."
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