Can’t help but feel it is appropriate to drop some names in
at this point as a way of saying thanks to those who have gone out of their
ways to ease my suffering during my months in the wilderness:
To the Doctor:
My brother. My friend. My love. Sanity has never been the
basis of our friendship. A friendship that bears the scars of my twisted
insanity. You have always been there on my darkest days with advice that I often
choose not to listen to despite the fact that you are always right. You have
such patience despite my constant talking that you have only scolded me for
twice. Our friendship is something that I will always treasure…
To Rita:
Your insanity keeps me strong. With more issues than a shit
has flies your strength and compassion are of such inspiration. You are my
sister. My friend. My love. A knock on your door always brings chaos and coffee
in a twisted blend that helps take my problems away. Your strength teaches me
not to worry about the little things, instead worrying only for the things that
bring me happiness.
To You:
Wow! You are my friend. My love. My father. My mother. My
lover. My life. Until you found me I was lost. I had no purpose. I had no
happiness. I was sick, in so many ways. Knowing you, REALLY knowing you, has
changed me so much in such a short space of time. Despite all of the things I have
done wrong (so sorry again, I did not understand) you have never abandoned me.
I can only offer all that I am as compensation for such love, even then knowing
that this is not enough, but I will be better in Your name.
To my Internetazzi:
Thank you all. Via Facebook, Twitter, Chat Rooms and Blogs
you have been my cell mates during my incarceration. You will never know how
much so many of you mean to me, and with the “Barticus World Tour” coming up I
hope to put people to profiles in a magic, internet jigsaw puzzle.
Love you all.. xxxx
Barticus
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