I always want a little dirt on my shoe, I always want one more stairwell to climb, I always want to have to walk up a walk-up, you know? And not have an elevator built into my walk-up to survive. Because I think that’s when you lose focus, is when you forget. You forget how you got to the top, and once you forget how you got to the top you forget everybody that helped you, and you forget everything that inspired you, and then you wake up one morning and that inspiration and that creativity gives you a one ol’ middle finger that says “You forgot me. You denied me, and I’m the reason for you.” So I’ll fuck myself up all the way to the top, just to keep it real.