You ache with the need to convince yourself that you do exist in the real world, that you're a part of all the sound and anguish, and you strike out with your fists you curse and you swear to make them recognize you. And, alas, it's seldom successful.
Now, aware of my invisibility, I live rent-free in a building rented strictly to whites, in a section of the basement that was shut off and forgotten during the nineteenth century. . .
Please, a definition: A hibernation is a covert preparation for a more overt action.