It's A Really Subtle Kind Of Thing.

I Wasn't Dating Anyone. I Was Hyper-focused On Acting. So I Didn't Bring A Guy To The Prom. I Was The Lone Gay Person As Far As I Knew.

I Wonder What Kind Of Lives They Will Have Built For Themselves When They Turn 45 And Can't Really Have Any Connection With People Because They Are So Used To Fleeting Sexual.

I Don't Want To Be The Center Of Attention. My Posture Has Changed. I Walk With My Head Down And Shoulders Slumped. Suddenly I Carry Myself As If I'm Ashamed Of Something.

I Had Been Doing Summer Stock Every Summer While I Was In College. We Did A Showcase, Like Most Good Conservatories Do - Monologues And Things That Agents And Casting Directors Come To See. From That I Got An Agent.

I Could Definitely Empathize With The Character, With The Feelings Of Helplessness - If Only The Desperation And The Feeling Of Isolation.