One of the greatest feelings I have ever experienced
was the feeling of invisibility
I sat on the floor in front of the auditorium
waiting for the class before me to be let out
just reading a book and listening to music
A few minutes passed
The class was released from their professors grip for then night
a swarm of kids left the room
I stayed on the floor reading
not being noticed
Alone
I watched from over the peripheral of my book at all the legs passing by
No one noticed me
No one tripped over me
I was ignored
I felt like I had stopped time
I felt like I'd mastered the art
of being invisible
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
One of the greatest feelings I have ever experienced
was the feeling of invisibility
I sat on the floor in front of the auditorium
waiting for the class before me to be let out
just reading a book and listening to music
A few minutes passed
The class was released from their professors grip for then night
a swarm of kids left the room
I stayed on the floor reading
not being noticed
Alone
I watched from over the peripheral of my book at all the legs passing by
No one noticed me
No one tripped over me
I was ignored
I felt like I had stopped time
I felt like I'd mastered the art
of being invisible
I love this feeling sometimes
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