Frank walks into the room like he does every morning, and like every morning, he walks right by me. Not a word. Not even a glance.
It's frustrating.
We're coming up on our one year anniversary since I moved in. Back then, things were great. We used to spend time together all the time. It was challenging every now and then, but we both felt great. I used to take his breath away.

But now, it's like I'm not even there. The only acknowledgement I ever get from him is when he makes me dry his laundry. I'm sick of it. That's not what I'm here for, but it's not like I can say anything.

I overhear his conversations when he's on the phone with his mom. She tells him that he needs me, and that he should pay more attention to me, and he always tells her he will. But ultimately, he doesn't.

I used to worry that he was seeing someone else when he was out, but I don't think that's true judging by how much he let himself go and gained a bunch of weight over the past few months. I know I could help him out though if he would just let me. Sometimes I wish he would just fucking ride me like he used to, but I'm starting to wonder if his heart could even take it now. I don't even know if I'd be able to handle it anymore.

I feel like I'm just a waste of space. I'd move if I could, but I don't even know how I would begin to do that, considering how stationary I am. I know there are others like me, but it still doesn't help. I guess that's just the life of a long-forgotten >!exercise bike.!<

1. Ancient mines weren't very deep.
2. They used whatever lighting they had to see: oil lamps, torches, etc.
3. They did their best with ventilation shafts.
4. It was a nightmare.

Real numbers on a number line can (in theory) be plotted with as much precision as your number line.

If your number line has interval precision, then pi can be plotted somewhere between 3 and 4.

If your number line has n'th decimal place precision, then pi can be calculated to the n'th decimal and plotted.

An infinitely precise number line cannot exist in real life. Just how we can't calculate pi to infinite digits.