Perhaps its all the Your Face jokes.

I don't have much to say as of right now, as I finished the last Harry Potter book a few days ago and my mind is still engulfed in HP-related thoughts. Mostly, I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the idea that it is in fact done, really done, and that means I'm really not a kid anymore. Perhaps some people think I was no longer a child when I started paying my own rent, but no. The end of the Potter saga truly marks the conclusion of my adolescence. It sort of feels like a distant cousin has died. That might seem a little dramatic, but that is truly how I feel. I miss you already, Harry.