Thank God My Best Friend's A Therapist.

When I Find Myself Having To Share A Meal With Someone Who Simply Wants To Complain About The World, I Almost Feel Myself Wanting To Crawl Out Of My Skin And Just Sort Of Scurry Away. But Being Able To Pick Up On That Stuff And Being Able To Easily Identify The People Walking Towards The Light Instead Of Walking Towards The Darkness, That's A Skill I'm Very, Very Glad To See Growing In Myself.

You Tour And You Work Hard And You Take Care Of Your Fans And Very Real Things Lead To Other Real Things. There's Never Been Some Fantastic Fluke Or Break In My Career, It Has All Been Very Slow And Steady.

I Had Very Literal Parents And I Wanted To Survive With Metaphor And Art, And There Was A Real Sense Of Shame Around It.

The Key Is To Just Focus On The Spots Where The Love Is Real, Because You Can Just Drive Yourself Crazy Focusing On The Negativity, Focusing On The Relationships That Are Irreparable And Just Aren't Going To Work, Trying To Convince The Haters That You Are Indeed Lovable. So Much Of That Is Wasted Energy.

Life As It Should Be: All Friends, All Art, All Music, All Love, All The Time.