Do you ever feel like someone is looking at you, but then realize they are looking through you? My entire life has been like that! I am the Invisible Man. . . Or I might as well be.
It has been that way for as long as I can remember. In gym class I was never picked to be on a team, nor did I seem to stand out in class or within my classmates. I could walk into a dealership or a clothing store and the clerks would look beyond me, bored and listless they would no doubt stare directly through me.
I join social media groups and all my friends around me add each other, but strangely I am left out in the cold. I constantly make comments and add witticisms but it appears to fall on eyes that do not see or react to my thoughts.
Even driving in a car, I seem to have this perfect Invisibility and I must drive highly defensive, since other cars simply do not see me.
Perhaps I am a super hero and I don’t even know it — Maybe I should go after bank robbers and criminals because more than likely I will be invisible to them as well.
I wonder if I stopped showing up to work, if they would even miss me?