Right after 'Raymond' I had a world-is-my-oyster attitude but I found out I don't like oysters. I had this existential emptiness. 'What is my purpose? Who am I?' I had a big identity crisis.
I have an orthopedic pillow that's made out of a sponge material. I have a plate in my throat and I have to be careful or I could end up with a bad neck in the morning. That pillow is a must everywhere I go.
