There's nothing unique about me as a parent. I am a parent. My kids are kids. We do the best we can do.

I've got my fingers in many pies and I'm very excited about creating stuff and watching it blossom and bloom and harvest it and get on with the next thing.

After I binged last night -or was it tonight - I was convinced yet again that there were people coming to get me. It was more than just shadows and voices, more than just fantasies....it was real, and I was scared to my core.My bones were shaking...m heart was pounding...I thought I was going to explode. I'm glad I have you to talk to, to write this down. I tried to keep it all together, but then I gave in to the manes and became one with my insanity.

Selling my soul would be a lot easier if I could just find it.

I used to think the only way to be truly alive is to confront your mortality.

Some cats, Iggy Pop, they're going to always have that hunger.

In my own life I like to be poised and have a positive outlook on life, and I'm leading by example to my children and people around me.