consumes him when conflicted with a loss of identity. Biffs home is his ultimate haven; its the place he runs to when obscure thoughts run rampant in his mind, or when times get too tough to handle.Yet that was not the end of Biffs identity crisis. When approaching a former employer, Biff had the following epiphany:How the hell did I ever get the idea I was a salesman there? I even believed myself that Id been a salesman for him! And then he gave me one look and~I realized what a ridiculous lie my whole life has been! Weve been talking about a dream for fifteen years. I was a shipping clerk. (Biff P.104)Biff was so deeply emerged into the lies that Willy passed off as guidelines to success. Willy himself believed these false statements, but nevertheless it set Biff off into a path of confusion and distraught. Biff has now been traveling this lonesome path looking for his way for years, not knowing if his memories were true or merely ideals to himself and Willy feel at ease.It was a long journey for Biff, but far worth it in the long run. Pop! Im a dime a dozen, and so are you (Biff P. 132). He lost his false ideals and finally found himself amongst the clutter of deceit in his life. Biff was the only Loman who developed a true identity. Biff reached the end of his journey down that lonesome path, and found what he was looking; his answer to that simple life-defining question who am I?...
