Thoughts, while walking.

[xyzzysqrl]

I am insignificant.
I am no one.
Do not notice me.
No one notice me please.
Do not look at me. Do not acknowledge I am here. I do not want the eyes of the world upon me. I am as a ghost amid your presence, floating between your meatforms, adrift in a world that does not need me.
No one is noticing me and I am no one.
...
Okay people are noticing me NOW but that's because I'm on the crosswalk and that's just like
a good idea
everyone notices you when you're a threat to their insurance premiums, but only in an abstract value of life sort of way
so that's okay.
Actually.
While for purposes of anxiety and such I am insignificant and a ghost amid blah blah but like, HYPOTHETICALLY, I could make myself extremely significant for one lucky winner by getting plowed over.

I wonder if they pay you for being hit by a car. Do you get paid more the larger the car is?
Wait no, you need your OWN insurance for that don't you?
So I could make one person incredibly unhappy for an unknown period of time.
I don't see how this would benefit me in any way to be honest but like the option IS there.
Great, I'm glad this is where my mind is now.
Let's get back to the insignificant ghost thing that had a complete lack of potential and that was what made it so appealing.

Man there's a lot of mouthwash bottles under bushes out here... oh dental office okay that's why.

Look it's the library.
Let's check out like ten paperback volumes of Squirrel Girl and read all of them in a day.
Okay homeward.