I genuinely hate that somber, hangover-like feeling after reading a really good book. It's like you let go of something or someone precious. You know that you can just turn the page and read it again, but it won't be as magical as it was the first time you read it. Now, you just have to leave it up to time to dissolve your memories so you can revisit it once more and read it again with a new you, a new perspective, and a brain that has now forgotten the memories and experience of when you first started reading. Okay well I guess the ending I put there made it a bit more bearable knowing you can experience it again, buttt likeee time takes time...... I can't wait. I'm too impatient.