Bipolar disorder, manic depression, depression, black dog, whatever you want to call it, is inherent in our society. It's a product of stress and in my case over-work.
An 18th century brain, in a 21st century head.
It makes me sad, sad inside, to see a warrior without his pride.
I'm blind without my glasses.
Achievement results from work realizing ambition.
I got a little house in East L.A. and did the gardening. I was doing some acting here and there, doing my own thing... getting back to reality.