Language is the most often misunderstood of all. Sometimes I wish humans could all have a telepathic connection. It would make things so much easier. A young boy sat alone in a park. The sky was clear and other children were playing. A middle-aged woman walked up to the boy. She asked “Why are you all alone?” He looked up at her. “How can I be a person?” Sometimes the most difficult thing is figuring out how to be a person. It doesn’t make sense. Why does human society have such complicated rules and values? He didn’t exactly understand, but as long as he had enough time, he would be able to work out anything. He just needed more time.