Thanks.

Thanks to all the people that always have the time for me.

I’ll always be there for you, you’re here for me.

Thanks to all the people I barely know, but am glad I do.

You have all obviously managed to touch my life in some way, a testament to the fragility of human existence, we are at the mercy of social inertia.

Thanks to all the people who make me laugh uncontrollably.

Humor. Har. What more can I say?

Thanks to all the people who talk me out of dangerous moods.

The very fact I haven’t actually had a mental breakdown is due to you special few. You all know who you are, and society and Batman are very much indebted to you.

Thanks to all the people I know will be cheering for me when I change the world someday.

I know you’ll be there and I know you’ll be screaming for me, even though you now it’ll bug me.

Thanks to all the people that read my poetry.

If I am a writer with no audience, I am like a seed with no soil.

Thanks to all the people who listen.

You don’t try to convince me or bury me in your opinions, you just take me for what I am.

Thanks to all the people who believe in my potential.

I owe a lot to you guys.

Thanks to all the people who I know will always be there.

It’s not like you guys have anywhere else to be. You are where the cake is, and I have the cake.

Thanks to all the people take me for what I am.

You don’t demand perfection, saying only my best will do. It usually does, too.

Thanks to my human safety net.

I know that if I crash and burn you’ll catch me.

Thanks to those of you who take time to teach me things.

You know I can do it, and you want to see me succeed. I will, too. You are all great teachers.

Thanks to the people who keep me focused.

Without you, I would be so distracted I don’t think I could walk a straight line.