The word reality scared me. I just looked at reality as everybody follows me around with a camera, and I’m not that kind of person. I fought for my privacy in England. And I didn’t see another way it could be done.
I do want someone, need someone. You’re right. And, when I’m with you, I feel like I’m a better person. I feel happier. Less alone, less lonely. But it’s not as simple as that, is it? Being with someone?
Gluttony? I could eat and eat and eat and eat and eat. I’d love to pig out on gluten. I mean, I’m allergic to gluten, but I really want to do that. I want to sit in bed one day and just pig out.
I think it’s always good to learn a craft from scratch the real way, so that you’ve learned it from the basis, the raw bones, and then you have that to fall back on. I personally wouldn’t want it any other way.
