I found an old journal from when I was 10 and every few entries I go TO PIECES bc I finished a book that I really loved. Like, mourning it like a lost loved one, hand-copying the whole last several pages, vowing to cherish the boom forever, and just absolutely despondent lol.

I do still get that feeling in the pit of my stomach and chest when I finish a great book or movie - sometimes it makes me hold off finishing a tv series.