My Dad Was Like A Stage Mother

I've Arrived At The Place If I'm Not Taking A Career Risk, I'm Not Happy. If I'm Scared, Then I Know I'm Being Challenged.

I Don't Make It In Regular Channels, And That's Okay For Me.

There Are Peaks, There Are Valleys. But They're All Kind Of Carved And Smoothed Out, And It Feels Like A Low Level Of Despair You Live In. Where You're Not Getting Any Answers, But You're Living Ok. And You Can Smile At The Office. You Know? But It's A Low Level Of Despair. I Was On Prozac For A Long Time. It May Have Helped Me Out Of A Jam For A Little Bit, But People Stay On It Forever. I Had To Get Off At A Certain Point Because I Realized That, You Know, Everything's Just Ok.

I'm A Perfectionist, So I'm Never Satisfied With Myself. I've Always Been Psychotic About That Kind Of Stuff--in A Good Way. I'm Very Disciplined. Like The Food And The Whole Thing, I'm Always Looking To "how Can I Eventually Just Turn Into A Ball Of Light And Fly Off The Planet?". Until That Happens And God Basically Pull The Blinds Back, I Will Not Be Satisfied... If I Found Out That If I Ate Pine Nuts For The Next Month I Could See God, I'd Be Eating Pine Nuts.

Choose Love And Don't Ever Let Fear Turn You Away From Your Playful Heart