and I felt icky having those thoughts in front of people who had paid money to come see me, all the while dying for it to be over so I could just hang out with whoever was on the road with me. I didn’t enjoy being on the stage as much as I enjoyed walking off it. I liked the sense of accomplishment—and all the great luxurious things that came with it—but once I realized my heart wasn’t in it, I felt like I was ripping people off, and I was done.”
