There once was a time when a million little things described a friendship, but this book here describes some very important aspects of my life. I'm not sure who would read it, I'm not sure you even want to know about these things or why you even care, but here it is. A million little things in a diary. Brought about by friendship, commendeered by darkness, but overall, revived by the people on Wattpad that sometimes give me a reason to live. I say sometimes because the family is not perfect. But that doesn't mean we aren't great. In a million little things, we are together, or at least, we try to be. It's not easy, but it's not hard either. Sometimes we just got to remember. And that can be difficult. Even for a Monkey.