I don't know if I ever really get mad in real life.

There are many stages of grief.

I'm not sitting somewhere dwelling on the past. I'm not fretting or obsessing about something in the future.

I enjoy it [smoking marijuana] once in a while. There is nothing wrong with that. Everything in moderation. I wouldn't call myself a pot-head.

I'm thrilled with how my career is evolving.

Oh gosh, I noticed dramatic changes in my body after I started doing yoga, but I also think you have to shake things up.

A relationship isn't going to make me survive. It's the cherry on top.