I can predict with some sense of certainty how life will feel in a month. I can with the same logic remember with the same element of reality or truth what life was like a month ago. All perspectives on the past are entirely relative.

There's going to be ups and downs and that you have to be okay with the downs too and embrace them just as much because they will teach you something.

I feel like songwriting changed from something that I liked doing to something that, I feel, is a very important outlet for me to digest all the things around me. Once I put thoughts into a song, I can let it go, it doesn't bug me anymore you know what I mean? It's kind of a catharsis.

When you ask my three year old if my iPhone is too complicated, it's not. It's all relative.

In the war between the humans and the robots, the humans had to win. Call me hopeful.

I miss that moment when you're about to go through the tube turn-style but you put your ticket in the wrong way and then as you're trying to figure out how exactly to get in the damn station you hear a collective sigh of 40 people behind you pissed that you're slowing down the herd.

Sometimes I just don't have time to wait for the muse to come, so I've developed things to force the muse to come back.