to the marvellous you:

It is in more recent times that I have realised that you have always been some sort of role model for me. There was something in your personality — or simply its existence — that intrigued me. Maybe it was because I could not understand my own individuality then. But you had a better grasp of yours, and I admired that. As of today, you are still quirky, only more robust, more insomniac, more of whatever you are than ever. Spunky, is the word that you remind me of. And though there really isn't anything of a friendship that survived these years, I feel that I owe you, in some obtuse way: You gave me the courage to be me.