I donโt think thereโs ever what could be called a "chilled state" in my head.
Everything works out the way the universe wants it to work out.
I realize that once I stopped fighting the technical process of how to move my body, I made it choreography.
The Hollywood I know has allowed me the opportunity after opportunity to keep doing new things and not send me out to pasture. I don't want to go to pasture. It's cold. I'm allergic to grass. And the cows are mean.
Every movie is a love story.
I don't want to be seen as the kind of person who does things and then expects publicity in return.