As I grow older, what I find interesting is that I get experience with pain, different types of pain, and I start to see the lovely hilarity of life. Things that were once so crushing take on a different essence. I move through it at a faster rate. It's like traveling: it opens my eyes. My process is to allow myself to have it and to not judge myself or the situation too much, and then to create something with it.

I immediately target sadness and conflict and disruption in life.

There's something about [pain] that excites me. If I'm feeling really awful about something, it's because I haven't experienced it before. There's something I need to learn from it.

I treasure my mornings. I get up early and ignore everything work-related for the first few hours. It's just me and my coffee addiction.

Love could solve everything.

If you hold on to certain things that are comfortable and maybe a bad pattern for you psychologically, then you rob yourself of the experience of the next thing that happens when you do start to let go. It's only by trusting that, and by the leaps of faith, that you remember that's true.

I don't really usually write sort of a cheerleader-type lyric.