now you see me...

Hello friends, it's Saturday.

It's Saturday, and I don't really have much to speak of… but I'm sure the inspiration bug is going to start playing with my elbows anytime soon.

Ah, here it goes!


I've apparently wanted to be invisible lately. For once in my short life this has nothing to do with wanting superpowers. It's just an observation.

I've been wearing more black than usual, and keeping my hand in my pockets to a degree that I'm starting to feel a bit ashamed of the obscenity of it. I've drifted towards the far side of the hallways with a bit of a hunch, and my walking pace has doubled.

Either I'm trying not to be seen, or I'm trying to emulate L, from Death Note.

Due to the fact that I'm not playing with sugar cubes right now, nor am I crouching in my chair, I'm going to have to side with the former.

The worst part of the whole thing is when I forget that I can't walk through walls. I don't know how many corners I've bounced off of lately. It's become a bit of a joke at the office.

Which brings up another point. Do you know how hard it is not to skip down the office hallways?

It's not that I'm a big black-clad smurf or anything, but I like to add a bit of a hop into me step now and then. This week there's been a client stationed near my cube neighborhood, and so I've had to put a stop to my bouncy shenanigans.

It's okay. It makes me less visible. If I got rid of my habit of always wearing white socks, then I'd just be another cube-dweller in the crowd… once I stopped bouncing off the corners of the walls.

Wallfulls.