I've been trying to cheer myself up by watching my favorite theoretical physicist on a program I recorded from the Science Channel, but I can't pay attention. My eyes began to glaze over and then I noticed the dazzling city in the background and my imagination wandered. I pictured the people who might be there. I thought of how vastly different things might be for different individuals on the very same sidewalk at any given time. While one would be able to appreciate a beautiful twilight evening in such a place, another might look up at the same surroundings in fear and confusion because dread and terror stalk them no matter where they go. And then there is me. I walk briskly through, missing it all behind a pair of dark glasses and an immediate, constructive, and ultimately impossible or irrelevant goal of some kind. This so I won't be the person stalked by dread and terror anymore. I'll just be nothing instead; a phantom, flitting uninvited through the world of the living on some futile errand.