I hope I didn'tconfuse anyone too much, with all the switching round, you might wantto check previous chapters that you think you've already read incase you haven't.
This is the chapter that begins the actual story!
Kat xxx
She blinked, when had it got so dark? It seemed only a few minutes ago that she'd found this old diary in a box under her bed, but looking at the clock it was now 8.00, 3 hours since she had. She had been sitting here reading this diary over and over again for 3 hours. 3 hours wasted time.
She seemed to waste a lot of time, she ended work at 5.00, came home, ate dinner, and went to bed around 11-ish, what did she do in between? Nothing. Wasted time. According to House, clinic duty was a waste of time. According to her mother, her marriage had been a waste of time.
Maybe it was, she hadn't learnt anything from it, had she? She'd always assumed she'd come out of it with a different surname (quickly restored to her old name) a few photos and a broken heart. But had it taught her anything? Anything at all? After reading her 13-year-old-self's diary she decided it had. Her views had changed. She no longer wanted all those things she had back then. She wanted other things, probably more meaningful things. She still wanted happiness, who didn't? House might say he didn't, but maybe that was just because he thought he couldn't.
She no longer wanted a simple job; she loved her job and couldn't imagine doing anything else. They all seemed pointless now.
She'd had a chance to have all of these things, she'd been just inches away, but one blood test had confirmed she was going to loose it all.
But maybe she could still gain something. It had taught her what she really needed. What was really important in life. House might say she was an idealist, and her diary proved she was, once. But not anymore.
She knew exactly what she wanted.
And know she knew how to get it.