I'm seeing the world partially through the eyes of a kid. Not all the time. There's no black and white to it. But sometimes I'm seeing it like I'm 4.

Imagine if birds were tickled by feathers. You'd see a flock of birds come by, laughing hysterically!

In a lot of ways, success is much harder than I thought it would be. I figured that you'd get here and then everything would be happily ever after. But, it's hard work, almost harder once you're successful because you've got to maintain it.

Imagine Pulitzer prizefighting.

I got my driver's license photo taken out of focus on purpose. Now when I get pulled over, the cop looks at it [moving it nearer and farther, trying to see it clearly], and says, "Here, you can go"

I live on a one-way street that's also a dead end. I'm not sure how I got there.

I was an only child, eventually.