“You think that a person is your future and in one second, it all comes crashing down and they’re your past. But some new things I’ve fallen in love with — mismatched everything. I’ve learned that you can’t predict love or plan for it.”
I would love to continue in music, with writing…but I am not the kind of person who will hang around if I start to become irrelevant. If that happens, I will bow down gracefully, raise my kids, and have a garden. And I am going to let my hair go gray when I am older. I don’t need to be blonde when I’m 60!