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I can't stand the idea of missing something. I've got to know what's going on - it's like an animal instinct with me.

There are many things that I feel I have missed out on.

Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most.

I always think about what I missed, and I think that was my driving force - never be satisfied with what I've done.

I think there is a part of life that I'm missing.

I'm aware of what's missing from my life.

I'm constantly trying to strip away layers of perceived thought or cliche.

When I think about any of the missteps in my life that I've made, all of which I'm grateful for, it's because I just so wanted to be truly seen and heard for who I am and was afraid I wasn't or wouldn't be.

There's a huge part of me that's thinking about perfection. I have to fight that urge, to try to live in the moment, reach for something that I might be hearing, and not second-guess myself.

I sometimes feel that we are losing an intuitive sense of our own bodies.