I feel like I'm working on an oil rig right now. I'm away from home a lot.

I feel like the writer observing the grief, but it is difficult to be detached from it.

I feel like I turn into my grandma when I'm pecking away at Twitter. And I don't care.

I feel really good, I feel like a man now, and I'm really happy.

I feel like a fugitive from the law of averages.

I feel like Obama's an Illuminati puppet.