I'll just carry on being a dated flower child.
I've stopped apologizing to myself for having this great period of success and financial acceptance.
Life isn't moving quickly - time moves very quickly.
My mother was a gypsy, and she had a lot of dark blood in her, and her hair was very, very thick - she couldn't even get a brush through it. So I have been very fortunate. And every time I go to cut it off, hairdressers refuse to do it.
I'm tipping the hat and looking back.
There's nothing new under the sun - you just get a can of paint out.