I never really know if I should respond to things I write when I'm not exactly myself, you know? In a way it almost feels like stepping on someone else's toes. On the other hand, it feels counterproductive to me to treat this part of me as apart from me. I dunno. This stuff makes my head spin sometimes. This is one of those times.

That said, hey Nikki, good job. You always manage to trip me out with the things you seem to be able to do... stuff you make look easy... I know it's not easy, but you really can do things most of us just cannot manage to make happen. I know you can lose sight of that in the middle of rotten moments in time, but you've already helped in huge ways over the last few years and we couldn't have done that stuff without you. This stuff now, yeah, there you go again rockin what the rest of us just can't manage to make happen/work/stick... Wanted to say thank you. Wanted to to say sorry that I still can't connect to this stuff to save my backside, but hey, maybe someday it will be like 'the hair', huh? If it is, it won't be because I did it on my own either... it'll be from steps you set out for the rest of us to walk on.

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