Ocupation: Writer
Life: b. August 10, 1962
Birthday: August 10
My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain for something that made me happy here. Be honest, I think. Be honest.
topic: Eye, Thinking, Brain, Sawdust, Racks, Cinna