I am invisible

It's not like I need attention from him just in general. I have that.

Both of them know I exist, they see me. I guess maybe "invisible" isn't the right word.

Maybe, "I am ignored" or "I am unknown" would be better.

Mind you, I guess no one pays attention or at least not that much attention to me.

I know quite a lot about him and his skill set, so why is he surprised I can use Illustrator? How many times did I say I was a graphic designer. Did he think I cut letters out of construction paper? I suppose one could but it's not what I do.

I can turn on a computer. They taught me that like in Elementary school. And that progressed to a full on college education. Maybe if I had "expensive art school" to add to the conversation I would be more memorable. I can only offer "community college" but they taught me how to turn the computer on and then click Illustrator. I even use it.

I make posters and logos on the computer, I post them online. What's to not know?

Now for the other instance, yeah it was one of those days.

It's slightly hurtful hearing two guys discuss comic books and how they should hang while completely ignore the guy who wears comic book t-shirts (me). Sure, neither of you know each other well but you must be closer than you are with me so why even think I might want to be involved?

I guess it's too much effort to turns one's head sideways, look across the table, I mean why would anyone bother remembering I'm sitting here.

I do hide. Well I hide some of me, some of me is a lot to handle in social situations. I guess I hide enough that I am invisible, or ignored, or just not thought about when it comes to planning for the future.

Why think of me?

I forgot I had a blog

I forgot I had a blog. I forgot about blogging in general.

I forgot people used to blog before condensing their thoughts into 140 characters or just one picture on Facebook.

Maybe I'll use this to organize my thoughts, or lash out at empty skies.

Or I'll forget about it again.