I like it here, this seating I deemed mine. Somewhat like being near but slightly out of line of vision. Noticeable but easily unnoticed. Throw in my recent worsening of vision and you have me comfortably keeping my head down and looking up at intervals.
Yesterday was a first in a long time and I received a small smile and good morning nod. An acknowledgement of "somebody is awake today," but I don't suppose he's the cynical type. I was content even if I had gotten neither, I deserved it for playing truant. Small things like this makes me happy.
But to my amazement, today I was heard. It wasn't actively making myself heard nor actively keeping myself invisible, but I was heard anyway.
Means I'm noticed, no?
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