Maybe it's time we gave ourselves more credit. I don't know. Maybe we can do more than this. Maybe what we have done up to this point in our lives deserve to be appreciated, not by other people but us, more than what they've been. Maybe we should believe a little more. Be a little more hopeful. That things would actually find a magical way to work themselves out. That we could work ourselves out. Because, why not?

So, friend B left. First off, I have to say I'm a little jealous because holy shit, she's freakin in the same timezone with Z now and it's like, everything I'm wishing for every morning I wake up. And also, she's actually going for something she has always wanted to do. I don't know how it's going to turn out, but at least, it's a start. There's a chance we'd lose yet, there's always a chance we'd win and we never know until we go through with it to the very end. But first, a start. You know I hope the very best for you, friend B. You go see everything you need to see in the world and catch that dream of yours. Become that dream of yours.

And love, frankly speaking, where are we going? Can't say I'm not scared. But yeah, we don't need anything more but more credit in ourselves, which I have given a lot more lately. I guess I'm all set for the ride ahead. What a feeling calling you "love" can cause.