Is this the part where I'm judged by how my ego may afflict my wit or sense of understanding? lol. I'll try to keep all narcissistic tendencies and type with both hands as the other is usually holding a mirror. Let's keep this short and sweet as I'm but a fraction of time in the universe and I haven't looked at myself nearly enough. I'm the man you never noticed nor wondered about. I'm the man on the bus. I'm the man buying discount socks at the local store and where ever I am, I'm little more than a peripheral vision, a specter in the tapestry that frames your life, and happy to have the faculty and free will to be noticed or unnoticed.