People notice. They observe. They take mental notes.
Truth is, you are not thinking too much.. they really do.
And most days, you want to just be a wall; any common wall. A paint-coated wall.
Maybe a thing, anything, that has an amazing camouflage ability.
Water, perhaps? Simply because you cannot single out one drop of water out of a larger body of water.
You just want to blend in, to just be another face in the crowd.
To be a speck in a pool of spots. A string of hair on a head full of it; one minute sand on a beach; a star amidst all the stars in the universe.
To be nothing, nobody.. but anonymous.
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