I shut myself away from the world. I kept looking at a door, and singing to a notebook that wrote out my lyrics.

I was a performer, getting ready to step on stage. I somehow became lost in the landscape behind the curtain. I couldn't walk this hill so I paddled down a clear river. I ended up floating up to a man and his son camping. They were eating over an open fire. I felt tired and weak. The man noticed me and gave me a bowl of rice.