You tried to hide between the lines of a story never told.

I'm old-school. I want to be there to drop off my daughter at school and pick her up.

When all the stars were falling, they fell from above, and I thought of hate, and I thought of hate, and then I thought of love.

Also, I'm always learning better and better how to prioritize and how to leave certain things for the next day.

I don't think I can tell any stories about how I lived in a van in Alaska. I grew up in the suburbs, I even had my own room. We weren't poor. Everything was very normal.

Stop fighting. Everyone's a person too. And take care of the Earth, please.

The only way to get vegetables at a diner late night is to order the omelette. A feta cheese and broccoli omelette.