If I Had Spent Fourteen Months In

My Earliest Memory Is Of Feeling Different. My Parents Told Me That I Wasn't Like Other Children.

That Was A Terrible Super Bowl, I Have To Say. I Mean You Got The Big Peyton Manning Walk Off Into The Sunset Win, But What A Shnoozo.

I Went To See A Shaman. He Put His Hands On Me, And I Cried Like A Baby For An Hour.

I Have A Hard Time Thinking Of Men Trying To Sing My Songs, Because I Think My Perspective Is Definitely Feminine.

The Difficulty, If You're In The World - And This Is For Anybody - Is The Eventual Disappointment That Comes With Having To Meet Other Versions Of Reality. Imposed Systems That Ask You To Compromise Or Sacrifice Things Which You Consider Holy Or Sacred.