Ae9 06-18-12

A man named He. He looks like me, with my brother's attributes. Soul patch, flat brimmed Tapout hat, tight muscle T over tight muscles, and shorts past the knees. I as the narrator asks "who are you?" and he grunts monosyllabic in reply. "Me?" It must be --> probable realities.

Then he repeats his name and I focus on his mouth, it hangs open. Not me, he. I overlay my silhouette body image onto the image of He. They don't meld well. It seems like a she trying to fit in a he frame. Forget probable realities (4now)