Even though I'm resting I'm accomplishing something by sewing that shirt that I've been meaning to sew for weeks. And it's relaxing. It's so very meditative and quiet and enjoyable. But at least I'm producing something. I'm being productive in some way. I have a very hard time being completely idle.

I consider acting a day job - it's not my dream; it's not my be-all, end-all.

My heart is in helping people and in the less materialistic side of things, but there's the side of me that's more polished.

I'm always changing things around. I have to change it all the time. I'm rearranging furniture and taking down paintings and putting up new ones, and buying new pieces of art.

I am who I am and I am what I am. And it's beautiful. And it's okay even if it doesn't look like the sexiest Victoria Secret model. It also boils down to my interactions with people.

The world is full of opportunities, and I want to try as many as I possibly can.

I've had to find my sanity.