Invisibility

Do you ever feel like you're invisible to the world? That nobody sees you, looks right through you like they're a bird and you're clean glass on a log cabin in the woods? You know what I mean. They only realize that something's there after they've run into you two, three times and they STILL can't get through. But damn if they can figure out what the hell might be occupying THAT particular slice of space - after all, they're walkin' there! And even though you're standing in front of them, waxing indignant about being run into (repeatedly) without so much as an indication of intention to apologize, they're still perplexed by the situation.

All joking aside (not really), I despise the feeling. Yeah, I understand that it's a little conceited (Why should I be worthy of invisibility?), but that doesn't change anything about it. I still feel like less than shit on a sneaker everytime I'm looked through and ignored. It is AWFUL. And, think about it. Human beings are generally highly visible creatures. It is baffling as to how it is physically possible to be unaware of one's presence. But then again, the human mind is an automated pitching machine that's been stocked with nuclear bombs and placed in a room full of delicate china, being instructed not to break it. (The power switch is in the "on" position, of course.)