I'm not wearing a golden sombrero.
I got tiger blood, man. My brain fires in a way that is - I don't know, maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.
I usually have a song in my head. I'm thinking music, I'm thinking lyrics. Music helps me get to those moments. The moments between the moments.
I'm still alive, which is pretty cool.
You can't cure your own cancer, obviously, especially if it's late stage.
You never have to look over your shoulder when you tell the truth. You never have to remember the details, because they are what they are. And you don't have to make sure your story matches everyone else's.