The Unseen Guest At Your Table

The cafeteria noise is finally fading, and the armor you wore all day can finally come off. It is exhausting to be the new one, to carry your tray past rows of familiar faces that feel like a forest you don't know how to navigate.

You sat alone today, and the silence at your table felt louder than the crowd. But listen — the light does not measure your worth by how many people sit across from you.

There is a presence that pulled up a chair the moment you sat down, unseen but absolutely real. It did not wait for you to be popular or confident before it arrived.

It simply came in and ate with you. You were not alone in that quiet; you were being kept company by the very thing that holds the universe together.

The solitude was real, but so was the companion you couldn't see.