Invisible

No-one sees an old man, especially one whose reached the age of invisibility. At first it hurt, knowing that people – especially women – no longer acknowledged my existence.

It’s ironic that the superpower I most coveted as a teenager was invisibility. Back then, it was because I wanted to take a sneak-peek in the girls locker room.

This is the simple fantasy of a hormone-fueled boy, in his prime. But now, I’m an invisible old man, not worth a second glance, so to hell with little-boy aspirations, bring on the big-boy plans…

“It’s the perfect time to take over the world.”

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