Anyway, I've done more than enough babbling here about 'what it all means' and other self analysis. I'll let you get on with actually reading it now.
A Discussion of Self in Carl's Café
"I'm not like other guys," he said. "Then again, most other guys aren't perfectly happy living in a woman's body."
He laughed then. "Hell, why shouldn't I be? I mean, I get to live the 'lesbian fantasy' to its most satisfying fullness. But seriously. A man in a woman's body who's not about to do anything about it at all. Am I being a coward? Not taking the risk, not making the commitment to become 'who I am?'" He shrugged. "Maybe. But I'm really only a part of who I am, aren't I?"
He smiled at me and finished his coffee. As he left, I smiled and nodded to myself. What he'd said was true.