When you are invisible, you are also silent under the radar and the effort to push sound over the walls from the depths of unseen and unheard that you are, drains you of what energy is left. You lay there on the floor with the side of your face feeling the subtle vibrations the ground provides. Too tired to speculate where they come from. Did you inadvertently remove an important coping mechanism? Did you actually take apart the landing you were standing on? You have been stuck in the mist for far too long. So many decades of screaming, “Onward thru the fog!” There has been a drive to shine and be heard. But, that keeps getting doused by the lack of air. Before you shine, you are stomped out. You don’t matter. You really don’t. So what now?
