Several days ago, one old lady asked me twice, "Man? Woman?"
That reminded me one interesting day in my life very long ago.
I was very young, sitting alone in a park at night, thinking seriously about my life. Then, I found out something weird; someone's emotion or feeling nearby. After that, footsteps could be heard... finally one man a little older than me showed his young face and came closer. And then? He spoke eagerly in a voice that would stay in one's memory forever, "Shit, a woman!" He said mean words with two eyes burning with fire, and vanished in the dark.
That's right, he hoped I would be a young guy (or gay) like him. He was so upset that almost made me want to apologize for not being born as a man. Sometimes people could be so attached to gender and create sufferings for themselves...
Well, not a guy, not a gal, only this very true mind.