simple resolution

one of my fave ever things about isak and sana’s relationship is how isak LISTENS to sana. like, in the sense that he actually asks her questions and LISTENS to her response. and he pays attention to what she says in the serious moments that matter. you can tell that he ponders over what she says in that moment.

and i love that so much. so so much. and i just hope isak implements what sana said to him today with regards to his parents, because i really want isak to resolve his relationship with his parents. he doesn’t have to be all “chummy” with them and get along, but a simple compromise or a resolution will suffice. something to put his relationship with his parents in a mutual place of respect.

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.

—  “The Orange”, by Wendy Cope

          A new year, a new me — that is what everyone repeated at the beginning of every year, and Mason was no exception. While he hardly believed in New Year’s resolutions, he thought it only appropriate to set some goals for the upcoming twelve months; go out more, eat less doughnuts, stop watching repeats of The Office and perhaps even take up gardening. Fairly simple resolutions if you had any self-restraint, something Mason certainly did not. Any thought of his future plans were soon forgotten with the sudden realization that Caesar was no longer sitting beside him on the park bench, and instead, had eagerly approached the first stranger he saw. “Dammit,” Mason muttered, getting to his feet as he hurriedly approached the figure. “I’m sorry, this guy is a little excitable.” The big brute of a dog was now lying on his back, with his feet in the air as he demanded belly rubs from his new friend. All Mason could do was apologize, and try to make light of the current situation. “I honestly think he’s better at making friends than I am, but then again, I’m not nearly as cute.”

on an honest level, this is really one of the best episodes for me and I loved every second if it - it was different yeah, sure, I’ll take that - but it had me screaming, crying, laughing, hiding behind my friend’s scarf (at some points at the same time) like no other show has done before. growing up the excitement of fandoms kinda dwindled out of me but this series really brought back the girl that would wish through Christmas just for a few hours of Sherlock, rewatch every episode with a notepad to try and get more clues, spend every waking moment of every day discussing and thinking about Sherlock and yet all I’ve seen online is real negative, critical comments about the creators and the show in general.

i get it - you didn’t like it. but i think a lot of people are being ridiculously harsh  - the show had to evolve from its Scooby-doo setting, you’d get bored if it was a simple difficult case, easy resolution, john and Sherlock cheer in baker street - every episode of every series.

And i get you were disappointed but pLEASE IS THERE NOWHERE FOR PEOPLE TO JUST INNOCENTLY ENJOY SHERLOCK WITHOUT THE SHIT STORM OF WE HATE MOFTISS AND THEYVE KILLED THEIR OWN SHOW LIKE

pls. i have never felt so asiohdkbufhs about a show. just let me live and enjoy it. can’t you tag your hate?

this has been an angsty, sleep deprived psa. thanks.