This one time in Palm Beach... Winston Churchill turned to me and told me a hilarious joke. We laughed. Sure, in this instance I was essentially having an imaginary conversation with a statue... but what if we think of the statue, our dude Winston, as one of the voices we sit on a bench with every day - in our own heads?

Jonesing deeply for the desert and its silence and solitude... When I was in Joshua Tree, I chose to explore it alone. For me it was the beginning of a very, very long journey inward (one that I’m still on and always will be), venturing into the shadow side.

Yeah... darkness and I are not friends. Darkness is freaking scary. It’s jarring. It’s unsettling…