Many of my questions about the life of Miss Brill and the true meaning behind the short story were answered after the class discussion. It was hard picking apart every piece of the story on my own, as there was just so many different components to think about. In some ways, I could connect to Miss Brill. When I access the online world, I feel like I am part of an international community that accepts you for who you are, no matter your race, religion, appearance, and socioeconomic status. However, the reality is that I am sitting alone in my dark room, tapping away on a piece of metal. They do not know who I am in person. I was reminded of how our perceptions of ourselves and the world around us can be false. But then this raises the question – what is the truth then? Is how society measures my value as a human being correct, and everything I thought I knew about myself, wrong? Or perhaps – do our combined perceptions work together to create my identity?