I Was In A Crazy, Private, Awesome

No Matter Who Weaves In And Out Of Your Life, Regardless Of The Quality Of Those Deep Friendships And Familyships, I'm The Only Common Denominator At This Point Who's Been With Me The Whole Time. And There's This Sense Of Trying To Make Sense Of That Ultimate Solitude. It's Not A Negative Or Even A Positive. It's Just A Fact.

Everything Becomes Closer Once You Realize That The World Is Only As Far Away As A Nap And A Meal.

I Just Went To Europe, Spent A Year Traveling, And Then I Came Home With A Finished Album And Said, "hey Everyone I'm Back!" I Gave Everyone Their Lighters From Luxembourg, Gave Them The Postcards From Italy And Rome, Then Said, "hey Look, I Made A Record, Too" And Played It For Them. The General Reaction Was Shock, Because It Was So Different From What They've Known Me To Do.

You Just Never Set Roots; You Take Pleasure In Simple Conversations, Because You Know You're Not Going To Have Much More Than That. It's Very Isolating, And That Can Be A Good Thing.

I Said I'd Stop For A Year, Which Was Inconceivable To Me And Everyone Around Me. It Seemed Like So Long. But Then, After That Year, I Looked Up And I Still Hadn't Gotten My Land Legs Back At All.