I told him my dreams of what I had, him and his brother. I told them both and he was worried but also said I shouldn't think about them. I really shouldn't. Hm.

I've noticed I've started to forget about people, forget about my fish and forget about other things. It's sad, really really sad to realize I'm forgetting important people. Important things. If anything, I want to hold on to it all, I want to desperately cling to it and not be swept away. But I don't think it's a bad thing to be swept away either.

I'm stronger a bit now. I can do it. At least I think I'm going the right path now.

There's a rule you know. You don't date your friend's ex, without asking.