You're part of the human fabric of experience. You don't have to have cancer to write about cancer. You don't have to have somebody close to you die to understand what death is. Definitely, the more you live, the more experiences fall into your spectrum. As a writer, you must have been told: Write about what you know. But Kafka didn't. Gogol didn't. Did Shakespeare write only what he knew? Our own selves are limitless. And our capacity for empathy is giant.

I think that so many people don't understand how easy it is to be broke, how easy it is to find yourself in a situation where you're in an absolutely foreign place.

We’re trying to be faithful but we’re cheating, cheating, cheating

Maybe I am skipping over the city and going from very personal things to the world, from internal experience to giant, far-away-from-space experience.

We don't have a lot of power in the world, right? We can only control so many things. It allows you to curate your own emotional and artistic intake of life.

And people are just people, They shouldn't make you nervous. The world is everlasting, It's coming and it's going.

Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light.