“The good news is that by the second year, those cravings were about as half as frequent, and by the third year, half as much again. I’m still a little bent, a little crooked, but all things crooked, I can’t complain. After all those years of all kinds of abuse and crashing into trees at eighty miles an hour and jumping off buildings and living through overdoses and liver disease, I feel better now than I did ten years ago. I might have some scar tissue, but that’s alright, I’m still making progress.” - Anthony Kiedis.
When you’re 22, it feels like there’s an ideal you’re supposed to aspire to, but nobody will tell you what it is. It’s completely arbitrary, and some people are going to think it’s the right thing and some people are going to think it’s the wrong thing.
“Josh is wildly generous as a musical partner, he is super patient and giving and I don’t seem to have any sort of an ego conflict with Josh. Whatever he does, whatever I do, it’s just supportive. Sometimes when you’re working with musicians they can be like “Eh, I can think of something better”, but with Josh is just like “Dude, I love that, let’s go play!”. So he makes me very comfortable, really puts me at ease.”
I think I need to become perfect all at once, so I keep getting overwhelmed and putting it off. I can’t remember the last time that I didn’t have something hanging over my head. There are usually about thirty to eighty things. Is that normal? Don’t tell me. If it’s not, I’m a jerk. If it is, that’s super-depressing, and I know I’ll just use ‘this is normal’ as an excuse to procrastinate even more.