I was hanging out by myself, maybe a little self-conscious of not being part of the crowd. I didn’t really know anyone though. I was savoring the distance from the world that throws a veil of mystery or a veil of misery at you. I was detached from the world, while I was bearing witness of its existence. I was its eye witness. I could make the world disappear with a blink of an eye.

I was hanging out by myself, feeling free. The options were, like they always are, infinite. I could just stand up and go, no longer holding the small artsy crowd into my gaze. I could get up and leave without anyone noticing it, or I could stay, without anyone noticing it either. I ended up making the minimum effort. I stayed immobile. Until I looked at my feet. And puff! I had erased everybody from the frame.