You are the most genuine person I could ever have the pleasure of knowing. There was not an ounce of malicious intent in you. The most kind hearted person I could have ever met and it’s no wonder that your absence is something that I still feel. I’m trying hard to live my life by the lessons you taught me in the brief but life changing time we were able to share. The time you were able to share with not just myself but everyone els whom you touched and had a profound impact on. The everyday tragedy is that you’re no longer around. No longer around to remind me and others that not everyone is terrible. That there can be people out there that genuinely are kind and do care about a person they just met. A real humanist. And as usual I’m awake and can’t sleep. So I wanted to make the best out of my lack of sleep and show my respects for you Terry. 
"Count your blessings"
I don’t feel very good about myself.
People always leave me.
Nobody can stand me for very long.
I wish I could cut my tongue out, or take out the part of my brain that has opinions. Or cares.
I wish I could be simple.
Be quiet, introverted, or shy.
I’m half way in between a wallflower at a party and Elvis Presley.
People love one or the other.
In between is no place to be.
— The Admitting of Patience (part 2)/ Jack White