Proof of Existence

girlsmileThis evening I decided to go out for Friday Nachos.  I don’t do it every Friday but sometimes it’s good to treat yourself.  Besides Taco Cabana has half price nachos between 4-7pm.

As I got out of my car a young woman was coming out of the restaurant.  As usual, I looked at her and smiled.  She looked me in the eye and smiled back.  Just for a few milliseconds but it was really good for me.

As an invisible person, I wander the planet amidst the zombie hoards and begin to question my own existence.  Am I really here?  Can anyone see me?

When a girl looks at me and smiles, it reminds me that I am not just a figment of my own imagination.  Perhaps I am a physical being after all.