Continuing with my ever-evolving rant of self obssession I examine this meager existence that I currently possess. I float through my day. I go through the motions and I ponder "am I really seen"? Is my contribution to this world more than just being alive, occupying a seat at my 9-5 and being somebody's mother. When I enter a room is my presence commanding? When I get a mind to I can show out. When I'm feeling real "extra" I boast that the party doesn't start until I walk in the room. Those are on my good days. Other times I can be socially awkward. Even in writing this blog fright grips my soul because if I share my thoughts than people will see me! Hear me even... And they may not like what they hear. "People" whoever these elusive beings might be not like what I have to say.
And then there are men. But that is another story for anothwer time. It's really not so bad. ;)
When do you feel invisible... if ever?
Rantings, jokes, sarcasm at its best and a whole lot of other things all while smiling through perfect teeth.
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