I was just realizing that I am most inspired to write lyrics and poetry when I am sad, rejected, nostalgic.

When I am happy, I can write anything for performing arts or a short story, but I don't have the depth of emotions like when I am down.

I have no patience with fine arts like drawing, painting, etc...

I've always wanted a room in my house to be like a Morroccan salon with pillows all over, like an opium den, smoking room (not really opium). Red walls, mosaic tiles, hanging lanterns. Like the inside of Jeannie's bottle from I Dream of Jeannie.