Invisible
The concept of invisibility plays a great part in my life, not in a Harry Potter sort of way with a cape but in how I consider myself invisible to my surroundings. I often play with the thought of moving through the day without anyone seeing me. Often the words, ”I’m not really here” repeat in my head while I move unseen around my neighborhood.
I like the idea of being unnoticed by others. It gives me freedom and space in which to create my own personal interpretation of life. I am aware that the invisibility is most likely an illusion as when a child covers her eyes to hide but I can always pretend.
Apart from creating a feeling of being invisible, I also experience being invisible by not being seen for who I am and by not being recognized for what I do. And like a child on some level I would like to be found and recognized even though I treasure my invisibility.
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