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[rick_man]

Every once in awhile, I'll dust off this journal and reread past entries of my own or sometimes past entries of friends, entries that have spoken to my heart and soul, entries that despite the pain they stir and reawaken, I do not wish to delete. I find myself doing this more and more often and yet until tonight, I had no desire to write in my own

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[felton_]

It was me, wasn't it.

[rick_man]

If I told you, I'd have to kill you.

Hello, Mr. Felton.

[felton_]

Would it be CSI worthy?

Hi, Sheriff of Nottingham.

[rick_man]

I'm sure it would.

[ms_m_burns]

Sometimes the past is best left in the past, sometimes it isn't. I suppose it all depends on how much of a risk you want to take.
Good luck to you, Mr. Rickman.

[rick_man]

Indeed it is and it does.

So formal, Ms. Burns? Thank you and the same to you.

[ms_m_burns]

Not so formal, Alan. I've called you worse. *winks*

Don't be such a stranger, eh? I think I've missed you.

[rick_man]

I'm sure you have.

You think? You're not sure?

[rachel_l_weisz]

Hello Alan. Whatever it was that caused you to write in your journal tonight, I'm glad you did.

I don't know if anyone has an answer to that kind of question. I feel that some of the greatest loves we have in life are those not realised. Probably because they never have to be tested by reality, they can remain in our hearts as an ideal longed for.

[rick_man]

Hello, beautiful. I'm not sure what it was either, but if it makes lovely ladies such as yourself respond, then I'm not going to complain.

Ah, but which is it that you desire, the dream or the reality? Do you risk the dream on the hopes that the reality is just as good, or do you risk not knowing the reality to continue living in the dream?

[rachel_l_weisz]

While I know I can be a romantic I am also quite down to earth so personally I'd probably risk the dream if I felt there was a chance feelings might be reciprocated.

Sometimes though if the person is elsewhere engaged or clearly oblivious to me as anything more than an acquaintance or friend, I would seek to value what we had and retain the dream as an ideal of what I would hope for with another one day.

[rick_man]

You're a very wise woman.

[dark_horse_gabe]

i touched on this in a vague way last week. read the last paragraph should you find the time. would it be better to go on wondering, or know for sure - and either move forward or move on?

it sounds to me like you're ready for some answers this time.

[rick_man]

Interesting thoughts. I'm not sure that I entirely agree or disagree with you, but you do have some good points. I've held on until my fingers bled. I've let go against my own wishes and desires because I didn't want to lose specific friendships. I've been bitten in the arse too many times to count. I might want the answers, but at the same time, I don't.

[dark_horse_gabe]

i always thought we had a lot in common. i still think so.

[golden_boy]

Maybe you can find the answers, though, eh?

I've found, though, that you can't really go back to the past. But you can find new friendships, even when changed, in the present.

[rick_man]

But do I want to find the answers? That remains to be seen.

True enough. Of course, that means that I actually have to come out of seclusion, doesn't it?

[golden_boy]

Only you know that, Alan.

Well, yeah. *laughs* But you've been bored with your roses and you know it.

[rick_man]

True enough.

They were in bloom for a very long time. They reminded me of some very good times. But the petals dropped and the roses wilted away.