I was certainly a misfit, sort of by design in a couple different ways. I had a breath-line stutter when I was a kid, which meant even from a really young age I had a hard time fitting in with the group, because I would get nervous and that would intensify my stutter, and if I was being teased or mocked for my stutter, it would intensify it further, the more conscious of it I became. And then I found the cure for my stutter was opera. And then I was a six-year-old who was obsessed with opera, which also didn’t really put me in the in-crowd. And then right when I was coming out of the opera, I was beginning to have questions about my sexuality and was starting to kiss boys sometimes, and that didn’t help either! So yeah, I’ve known the reality of being a social misfit in a world of heavy privilege. It certainly affords you the opportunity to see things more clearly from afar with a grander perspective, but we shouldn’t discount the pain, and how unfortunate it is that we don’t create a society that can be conducive to that sort of invention or creativity, and in fact makes people feel really stifled and like they have to be outside of society in order to express themselves fully.