There’s a lot of things in my life that I have lost in the last maybe five years or so. But usually when you say you lose something, it’s a bad thing. I don’t eat nasty food as much. I don’t drink alcohol anymore. Well, not really too bummed out about losing that one. I’ve lost cigarettes, and that’s okay. I’m trying so hard to live more presently as time goes on. I think that my conception of what I find beautiful is changing. I don’t really care about being in cities that much anymore. I want the nature kind of thing, and family is becoming more important to me, and good friends. Maybe it’s because in my twenties I was kind of like, “Let’s go crazy, we’ll go on tour forever!” Even though I’m trying to be in the moment and be like, “Look at the mountain. The mountain is beautiful. There is the sun sitting behind the mountain.” I keep finding myself feeling like I don’t have enough time to look at the mountain. I want more time to look at the mountain.