Sipping Bailey's Cream by the stereo, trying to find relief on the radio. I'm suppressing the tears.

when you feel like hope is gone, look inside you and be strong and you'll finally see the truth- that hero lies in you.

I'm far from perfect. I'm still learning. I overworked myself, and I paid the price. I consider the breakdown a breakthrough. I needed to hit rock bottom. I needed to understand the cost of pushing so hard; fighting so hard against the system.

I prayed very hard for this to happen and it happened. I don't even think about what I've achieved, I haven't focused on it and I wish I had, because I really want to enjoy it, and I don't know if I am enjoying it, because I am going through my life like a bulldozer. I still haven't marveled at it.

To quote Frank Sinatra, "Regrets, I've had a few / But then again, too few to mention."

In this world, I call the shots and I think I know best.

You don't have to be doing vocal acrobatics or singing all over the scale to have soul.