Bráhman

There are a number of illusory, iridescent elephants dancing about in my brain.

There was an older woman screaming at me, because she wanted me to vacate a room that she had reserved the day before. Were she not screaming about my incompetence as a human, I may have done just that.

Eventually, I returned to my room. A tall boy was there, he was of a dark complexion and exhibited highly feminine mannerisms. Venting, I explained to him that the woman was completely out of her right to ridicule me as she did.

The boy did not entirely understand. He acted apart from himself, like an ideal not often reached by man.

"It is your fault for dwelling on her actions. It is your burden to bear, choose you to bear it."