Raucous She shied away from people, loved leaves, craved the abolition of ulterior motives. She knew the meaning of hypocrisy, but never quite recognized its abundance in her ways. She fancied condo living, that peculiar expression of sustainable conformity. She drew her values from childhood, followed those friends forever. She came home, hollering â€œFine,â€? each and every response to those all-too-recognizable queries blending one by one in a frenzy of surmounting chaos until her brain strung words together as one would beads on a bracelet specks, snippets, snarled snapshots of who she truly is.