I’m not a disciplined person. Having bipolar affective disorder doesn’t help but I suspect that even if I didn’t have it, I’d still find any kind of predictable routine or structure uncomfortable or confining. In order to be as successful as I have been, I’ve had to resign myself to a relentless internal conflict. I impose on myself an unforgiving regimen that ensures a reasonable amount of work gets done (and not just in the studio) every week. At the same time, I struggle to resist the fast shifts of mood, stray impulses and occasional surrender to lethargy that conspire to erode it. Most days, I achieve a precarious but productive balance. Some days I don’t. Then, nothing at all gets done. When I fuck up, there are always plenty of good excuses. But I’ve learnt that cutting myself even a little slack makes it harder, not easier.

I’m not a disciplined person. Having bipolar affective disorder doesn’t help but I suspect that even if I didn’t have it, I’d still find any kind of predictable routine or structure uncomfortable or confining.
In order to be as successful as I have been, I’ve had to resign myself to a relentless internal conflict. I impose on myself an unforgiving regimen that ensures a reasonable amount of work gets done (and not just in the studio) every week. At the same time, I struggle to resist the fast shifts of mood, stray impulses and occasional surrender to lethargy that conspire to erode it.
Most days, I achieve a precarious but productive balance. Some days I don’t. Then, nothing at all gets done. When I fuck up, there are always plenty of good excuses. But I’ve learnt that cutting myself even a little slack makes it harder, not easier.

—Self Vs. Self: My Law And Disorder