I'm Back, John
John H. Watson's blog
Subject: One Year
Date: 15th January, 2013
Time: 12:21
It has been a year since he died. A year since I last talked to my best friend, trying to convince him not to jump off the hospital. His last words still ring in my ears, "Goodbye, John." I miss him. I miss that arrogant arse. I miss all his experiments cluttering the kitchen and yelling at the telly, while watching one of those daytime reality drama shows. But most of all, I just miss him. I haven't left 221b. I still live here and his scent still lingers, making it hard to forget him. Mrs. Hudson brings by groceries; she tries to encourage me to go out, get a girlfriend, visit my therapist... Anything to get me out of the flat. I just can't. Everywhere I go reminds me of all the crimes we solved for Detective Inspector Lestrade. He's given up on me. Lestrade tried to convince me to continue what he did but I'm far from being as intelligent as he was. I need my friend, Sherlock Holmes.
Comments:
MHooper: I visited his grave yesterday. I miss him too, John.
Date: 16th January, 2013
Time: 13:01
Anon: Never far behind.
Date: 17 January, 2013
Time: 15:00
A Year Later
John H. Watson's blog
Subject: Two Years, Too Long
Date: 15 January, 2014
Time: 16:05
I'm beginning to see his face. Whenever I'm walking down the road I'll feel a familiar presence walking behind me... I turn around and no one's there. Except for last night... I thought I saw a guy wearing his coat turn into an alley... I went back to see who it was but there was no one there. I swear it was him. I'm still haunted by his memory.. My best friend has been dead for two years. Two years without the familiar company of my only... friend. I know Lestrade and Sherlock's brother, Mycroft, are talking about me. Worrying for my sanity.
Comments:
Anon: People do little else than talk, John.
Date: 17th January, 2014
Time: 21:02
*Another Year Later*
John H. Watson's blog
Subject: 3 years...
Date: 15th January, 2015
Time: 1:59
This is going to be my last post on this blog. I'm moving out of 221b and going to Wales, to live with my sister and her wife. Nothing is going right in London. Everything reminds me of Sherlock and I cannot function like this. Tomorrow I'll be visiting his grave for the last time, then I am off to Wales. I'll miss London, don't get me wrong... But this is for the better, I need to leave my old life behind and start a new one... Become a new John H. Watson. Goodbye, Sherlock.