So, yeah, between Apocalypse and Gandhi there were about four years, and they were years of reflection, and alcohol abuse, and insecurity, and anger, and resentment, and a near breakup with my family. But I was searching for that elusive thing that all of us search for. Most of the time we’re not even conscious of it, but we’re searching for ourselves in an authentic way. We want to recognize the person we see in the mirror, and embrace that person with all the brokenness and lackluster, all the things that only we are aware of in the depths of our being.