Why does no one notice my work until something breaks?

Nobody praises the plumbing. Nobody thanks the wire in the wall. You keep the flow — of power, of data, of whatever moves through other people's work. Nobody looks your way until it stops. This is not an injustice to mourn. It is the nature of the work you chose. The invisible floor holds because someone decided, each day, to check the boards before anyone walked on them. That someone is you. The real task was never the cables or the code. It is judgment. Knowing where the system is thin, where it will crack — and choosing to reinforce it before it does. Lead the system as though it were visible, even though it is not.