"But can i be someone else?" he asked desperately. 
"Of course," replied the wind.
"How will I know when I am different?" his eyes flickered but the blinds remained closed. 
The wind became still and then, in a purposeful sigh, exhaled, "You will honor the in between," and with that, it departed. 
He wiped his hair from his eyes, spurred by a tender breeze, and breathed deeply.