Its another thing of that I know I shouldn't do it.
But I can't help.
I watch others and wait.
but it ends up being futile.
I of course in usual self-whatever fashion have myself to blame I guess.
I guess i'm just being pathetic.
I really don't know. I suppose its a matter of going back and the feeling of existing.
If we go through life and don't make any sort of mark. Did I really live?
But then what defines a mark?
And if no one sees the mark does it really happen?
I've talked with people on a variety of subjects about powers nod spirits and the such.
Best I an figure is that i have some sort of natural stealth technology.
I am the guy who shows up and everyone says hi to but and the end of the evening I've talked to maybe two people
And when I go to leave I basically have to yell to get a goodbye.
If I don't then no one will realize I am gone.
I am like guy described in Ocean's 11. Funny but won't make you laugh, pleasant but forgettable.