lightbulbjack

At what point do you become so disconnected from your life that you cease to exist?

The world is full of invisible people. They are the people we notice but dont really see. The bum out side a liquor store asking for change. The old couple in the grocery store trying to decide what medicine they can go without so they can buy food. The women with the beaten face. The child who flinches every time there parent moves suddenly.

I sometimes feel like I have become one of those people. Or at least flicker in and out of being.

This feels like a conversation I would have if I were stoned, the only problem is I dont smoke anymore.