I had wonderful dream about him. Again. This just confirms it. I love only the dream him. It's just because I don't know anything about the real him. But it's good thing that this doesn't make me feel anxious of anything. It's just a dream, a pleasant dream but still a dream. The only thing that puzzles me is, why now? I haven't seen him a while, so he shouldn't be on my mind at all. And still my brain decided to present a wonderful dream about him. Am I really over him? I can't say, because I just don't know.