At his desk, the feeling is overwhelming, fighting it takes all he can muster,
but soon he falls victim.

His head snaps back up from the instant of sleep as he nods off at his desk.

Reflexes from years of office work kick in, he contemplates for an instant and
reacts.

A quick move of the mouse interrupts the screen saver.

Some quick clicks and browser tab changes give the appearance of propriety.

The nap-jerk will be back, he knows not when, but it will be back.

Fighting the overwhelming monotony of the office, he rises from the desk, a
stroll at lunch may keep his keen senses sharpened.

A walk downtown reveals his true powers.

He is invisible to the world.

Passing through the masses without a word, look, acknowledgment of existence.