I dropped out of college, started playing music. I was going to do what I was going to do and it is what it is.
There's nothing I'd really rather do, or can do, except cook.
I'm older, so it gets harder.
I've always been freaked out in my mind performing.
I still dream about my parents and have done every night for 10 years, and I wake up either crying or having to remember that they're gone.
I had a few friends who we hung out with and that was it. We'd ride together, get in fights, go dancing, just causing trouble basically.