I wanted to live and cross over into  that fictional world, which is — I would always just open people's closet doors.  (Laughter) I would just go through my mom's boyfriend's closet, and there was not a secret magical land there.
Jag ville leva i den fiktiva världen... Jag brukade öppna folks garderobsdörrar. (Skratt) Jag letade igenom min mammas pojkväns garderob, men det fanns inget magiskt land där.