I Was In A Crazy, Private, Awesome

I Would Try To Pick The Guitar Up Sometimes, Like, "hey, Remember Me?" It Was Like Reintroducing Yourself To Someone Who's Got A Grudge.

When You Say Something Or Sing Something Enough Times, It Becomes A Self-fulfilling Prophecy. It's Almost Like Casting Spells. I Don't Mean Necessarily In The Flighty, 'i'm Going To Go Buy A Cloak With A Hood Now' Way.

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.

Be Alone Even When There's A Million People Around, Because Tomorrow It Will Be A Different Million People.

I Like Being Swept Up In Weather And Observing It As Something Beautiful And Giant. It Makes You Feel So Minute. The Only Thing As Big As That Are Your Thoughts About It, Which Can Expand Exponentially While Your Physical Self Is Just Trapped. It's A Pretty Awesome Feeling, In The Original Sense Of The Word.