Moving on, and speaking of moving-on, when is that process completely done? Till when do you care about the people you're moving/moved on from? Do you stop caring at all? I know I don't want to stop caring. I know that I will always wonder and worry and ultimately, care about everyone and everything... and about keeping things in equilibrium and peace. What I worry about is the intensity of every emotion I feel now... towards people in the past and present, and about my future. Wonder. Worry. Curiosity. Fear. Aah. I feel sorry, happy, scared, stupid, and lost. Very freaking exciting. And I'll stop here.