I was giving this some thought the other day. I think it was due to a book I was reading and the mixed feelings of reaching the conclusion of something I’ve enjoyed reading. A sense of satisfaction, some sadness when I’ve warmed to and engaged with the characters and also a sense of wonder, excitement and nervousness what the next book that I read might be and will I enjoy it as much etc. I appreciate this is hardly life altering, though reflecting on the smaller things can