And as I push against my father's mind and soul. I crash through his fortifications and rampage into his memory and tear through his homes, wells, and streets. until I see it: the hospital where I was born.
Sir, can I help you?
Do you know where?
My wife is giving birth.
That's what my father told me, so I must be.
I can't face my wife and kid, I'm not worth crap...
Somewhere on this floor, my mother was giving birth to me.
But my father cannot be a participant. He cannot be a witness. He cannot be a father.
"And so he runs. And as he runs, he closes his eyes. And as he closes his eyes, I close my eyes".