I worry myself sick about emotional pain, and then I either get on the mat, or get on my bike, and just stop thinking. Sometimes it is hard to let go, and in this modern age, letting go is considered a sign of coldness and a weak mind, but I think it is the exact opposite.

Sometimes I'll go into an interview not knowing what it's about or who it's for. Sometimes I'm a little bit more prepared. I've been in certain interviews where they ask me questions that I know nothing about. Like obscure albums and they want to know my favorite song and I don't even know what to say.

Obstacles become monsters in your head evil horrible creatures. Obstacles are sometimes good things. Sometimes they just ARE - not characterized as good or bad, but just as things like ancient mossy rocks that are a part of the human experience.